To see if you?d wake up next to me Beneath it all you keep me young but if I hold my breath I can see it?s done Lights out, lights out across this town
check you out Thinkin' to myself how can I get you now To me my number one you know where I'm comin' from Keep you shinnin' baby, like a bunch of summer
up all these credit cards Career is all that laid up on ya Skeet skeet, Move fast don't let them bitches lay up on ya You know you really wanna be rollin
As long as you got mentally dead people Who are living in a mental death Meaning living in a mental grave You need somebody to dig that grave up and bring
, there's no blacks in the future You better wake up before you're in over your head Tomorrow, you'll be screaming, "Wake me when I'm dead" (Wake up)
cowgirl Lock up the medicine chest This wild wild woman is way out west Spaced cowgirl Lock up the reins and the spurs None of you cowboys are true to her Well, you
a dream But you can't wake up, wettin' a chest you bless Chokin' off your own blood Don't blame me you brought your own death Aiyo Noyd, it's on you, what you
Still somehow I believe, we always survive, but why? To my dogs wherever you are Whattup Big? You know shit is rough after you slid You in God's hands
catch me flickin' it up with von in the bay Then it's off to the wake up show with tech and sway Or big nat and foot out in VA It's damn near tradition
daring kids to shoot ya According to the Jetsons, there's no blacks in the future you better wake up before you're in over your head Tomorrow, you'll be screaming wake
, now you drinkin' Moe 'Cuz you livin' ain't no reason for you to be shittin', fagot Word, fagot ass, go getcha guns Some nights I wake up out my sleep
Hop Drunkies" Yo you don't know man? "The L dot A dot" Yo You don't know man? (x2) Verse 1: Give thanks that's what I say when I wake Another
from the waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one legend alive The rest you gotta dig up You acting like it's hard roast ya
getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain't 50 Cent, he went out like a gangsta You went out
tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain't 50 Cent, he went out like a gangsta You went out with
of life After thousands of years, what a face to wake up to He holds back a sigh As she touches his arm She dusts off the bed where til now he's been
sing a song for you, you stood still so you'll lose it This is our heartbeat, our words are so sweet I cannot wake from you, you will not ever wake from
