Wake Up Lyrics By Obie Trice

Artist/Band Name: Obie Trice

Album Name: Second Round’s On Me

Genre: Hip Hop/Rap

Lyrics To Wake Up

They say, he was a monster from birth, so
Fuck it, I’ll just a lean warn-os them hoes
I suppose O took on the street life
Even though my mother told me I could be otherwise

Wasn’t the school type, I was too cool
My agenda wasn’t general education, nigga
Generalizing Obie’s expectations
It was like, a cu-coo in twenty-twos

Bad news my nigga, pass the brew
‘Cause in a week we be pouring a glass for you
So rapidly homies become casualties
We was just playing Madden

Now a nigga sad for his family
That’s how it happens
Dudes get blasted, another casket
Another child becomes a fatherless bastard

Make a nigga wanna grab this ratchet
It’s so tragic and Obie can’t get past it
And you wonder why a nigga’ll flash it
Just to show these demons that I ain’t having it

Put ’em beneath the grass in a flash
Homie I’m from the craft
And to make it where I’m at
That’s called Soldierism

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Real niggaz notice ’em
They wanna flow with ’em
Wanna do major shows with ’em
Get the fuck out the ghetto wit ’em

Heavy metal, leave a nigga twisted, don’t fret
This is the set we live in
But I ain’t crying or whining about my environment
Even though black folk is dying constant

Niggaz’ll shoot you unconscious
With no conscience, until you lose conscience
Conscious and pompous white folk think I’m just rhyming
Just designing lines, just for the sake of shining

Like I just speak violent
Applying to the business I’m in
Rewind and find him in a dirty ass hood
With no sight of climbing

Moving on up was just ‘The Jefferson’s’
Rest of us watching the tube got less then them
So why you vexing him? Why you stretching him out?
He got the weapon all because his whereabouts

Born and raised, mental slaves
And I don’t see change before I’m seeing the grave
All I see is my homies corpse decay
Crying at his wake, can’t recognize his face

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Face it, you not identifying with me
My identity distorts ya visibility
So you can’t see me, peep what he’s achieving
You receive information from TV

I’m in the hood, I live it you read about it
Rest in peace Peezy, please believe
Obie eyes’ve seen ‘The Wire’
Prior to what you seeing on the screen

I done been in and out of the bing
Lost niggaz to unfortunate things
That’s why, praise the Lord I’m still on the scene
Praise the Creator who made human beings

Just for creating a nigga like me
A nigga that put the umph in G, yeah

Wake up, I try to reach out but you won’t
Wake up, my brothers and sisters, we got to
Wake up, ‘fore you stuck in the system and then ya
Wake up, reality hits ya, before you can

Wake up, I try to reach out but you won’t
Wake up, my brothers and sisters, we got to
Wake up, ‘fore you stuck in the system and then ya
Wake up, reality hits ya, before you can wake up

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