Wake Up Call
Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 5:02 pm
[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WpshqudVso8[/video]
start @ 0:30 my friends
With the ego of Gods, I collect the c-notes and scars
plus see hope in bars, convicted by e-vol's of hearts
thru the peep-hole I spark, shine thru like a diamond
illuminate the stars, with my insight like blindmen
shocking, like a rat biting the wires, supply the suppliers
rebirthed in flame just like I took my flight in the fire
fightin' fire with the same flame that burned Prometheus
like a lie detector, pen scribblin' back n forth see me buzz
peer pressure from the writin', leave me drunk off love
with instrumentals that get touched, while I bust off lust
trust y'all thugs, backpackers and so on, see a resurrection
best connection from the head the chest then like Church collection
I stack up change, don't fix a thing, but with this I bling
fix my sling, take another hit and when it's missed I swing
in the midst of things, I hit the web like a garden tarantula
demanded ya ice and chains, drop it like the avalanche to ya
whole body, spokesperson from the masses, grab y'all Hip Hop passes
you'll only get pain and death like Mel before y'all get y'all passion...
start @ 0:30 my friends

With the ego of Gods, I collect the c-notes and scars
plus see hope in bars, convicted by e-vol's of hearts
thru the peep-hole I spark, shine thru like a diamond
illuminate the stars, with my insight like blindmen
shocking, like a rat biting the wires, supply the suppliers
rebirthed in flame just like I took my flight in the fire
fightin' fire with the same flame that burned Prometheus
like a lie detector, pen scribblin' back n forth see me buzz
peer pressure from the writin', leave me drunk off love
with instrumentals that get touched, while I bust off lust
trust y'all thugs, backpackers and so on, see a resurrection
best connection from the head the chest then like Church collection
I stack up change, don't fix a thing, but with this I bling
fix my sling, take another hit and when it's missed I swing
in the midst of things, I hit the web like a garden tarantula
demanded ya ice and chains, drop it like the avalanche to ya
whole body, spokesperson from the masses, grab y'all Hip Hop passes
you'll only get pain and death like Mel before y'all get y'all passion...