"Wake Up" lyrics
Uh
Another day another murder scene
More yellow tape, been a way for a early teen (Uh)
A cripple's up giving him the third-degree
Popped 'fore he tell him it's not red, it's burgundy, ah (Pop, pop, pssh)
So what's a black life these days? (Huh?)
An ice-link chain and some nice, clean J's? (Oh)
Your favorite rapper'd say he'd clap a **** for nothing (Yup)
And you was that into it 'til it happened to your cousin (Uh)
We in a culture where hope is something we never tasted (Never tasted)
We're dope dealers and cold killers and celebrate it (Uh)
When jail time is a badge of honor more than a cap and gown-er
So now we come out of elementary catching cases (Pssh)
A father teaches his son to throw up blood gang (Bang)
Solidifying his kid'd die at a young age (Uh)
Twelve years later, he's scrubbing his son's bloodstains
Out the rug from when 'Ks bucked at his [?]
Shame
Man, I know it's been a bumpy road and this suffering is old
But we say we all we got, it's like the love is getting cold, it's clear
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
It's like, everywhere we go, shots flying at our own
The block's hot and our children are dying from the smoke in here
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
Question: (Uh), you ever seen a smoker on the corner (Huh?)
Say he need some help, he just want a couple quarters? (Huh?)
But you ain't give it to him, you just kept rolling 'cause you know that
If he get it, he gon' spend it on what's detrimental for him? (Uh)
It's funny how, when someone else needs the charity
We tend to see it with a lot more clarity (Pssh, yeah)
The issue lies deep and I'm eatin' 'em like a cancer
Until that's fixed, money'll never be the answer (Yeah)
Until we heal, money'll never be the answer (Uh)
In this condition, how would we spend it if we had some?
Get some now, all we'd do is stunt on each other (Uh)
I'm just saying, what's money if we ain't loving each other? (For real)
'Cause all they ever taught us was survival of the fittest (Fittest)
And took our minds off the survival of the village (Uh)
The pain can either bring us together or separate us
And if we just humble ourselves, God'll resusitate us (Woo)
Man, I know it's been a bumpy road and this suffering is old
But we say we all we got, it's like the love is getting cold, it's clear
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
It's like, everywhere we go, shots flying at our own
The block's hot and our children are dying from the smoke in here
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
I'm looking at this pad wondering where we went wrong at (Yeah)
Feeling like I don't know what to do, feeling like it done got all bad (Pssh)
It's slowly becoming a jungle with killers and gentlemen brawled at
Either die or become a bunch of gorillas in Tarzan (Woo)
And I know it's hard, but Yeshua told me to go as far
As I gotta (Gotta), even swim in the ocean I know it's sharks
But I'ma keep dealing hope to the folk in the lower parts
And before it's over, I'm yelling out, "Go into Noah's ark"
I tell 'em the rain's coming, I tell 'em it's gon' flood
It's either you gon' be covered in His or your own blood (Yeah)
The rain is God's wrath, who getting inside? (Come on)
Jesus the ark, and only those in Him'd survive
We just been living a lie, who's sick of living to die?
You seen what your life could be in your hands, give it to God
I can only tell you what I know and I know it's real
I'm just praying for the day you wake up, oh, Israel, oh, it's real
Man, I know it's been a bumpy road and this suffering is old
But we say we all we got, it's like the love is getting cold, it's clear
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
It's like, everywhere we go, shots flying at our own
The block's hot and our children are dying from the smoke in here
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
Another day another murder scene
More yellow tape, been a way for a early teen (Uh)
A cripple's up giving him the third-degree
Popped 'fore he tell him it's not red, it's burgundy, ah (Pop, pop, pssh)
So what's a black life these days? (Huh?)
An ice-link chain and some nice, clean J's? (Oh)
Your favorite rapper'd say he'd clap a **** for nothing (Yup)
And you was that into it 'til it happened to your cousin (Uh)
We in a culture where hope is something we never tasted (Never tasted)
We're dope dealers and cold killers and celebrate it (Uh)
When jail time is a badge of honor more than a cap and gown-er
So now we come out of elementary catching cases (Pssh)
A father teaches his son to throw up blood gang (Bang)
Solidifying his kid'd die at a young age (Uh)
Twelve years later, he's scrubbing his son's bloodstains
Out the rug from when 'Ks bucked at his [?]
Shame
Man, I know it's been a bumpy road and this suffering is old
But we say we all we got, it's like the love is getting cold, it's clear
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
It's like, everywhere we go, shots flying at our own
The block's hot and our children are dying from the smoke in here
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
Question: (Uh), you ever seen a smoker on the corner (Huh?)
Say he need some help, he just want a couple quarters? (Huh?)
But you ain't give it to him, you just kept rolling 'cause you know that
If he get it, he gon' spend it on what's detrimental for him? (Uh)
It's funny how, when someone else needs the charity
We tend to see it with a lot more clarity (Pssh, yeah)
The issue lies deep and I'm eatin' 'em like a cancer
Until that's fixed, money'll never be the answer (Yeah)
Until we heal, money'll never be the answer (Uh)
In this condition, how would we spend it if we had some?
Get some now, all we'd do is stunt on each other (Uh)
I'm just saying, what's money if we ain't loving each other? (For real)
'Cause all they ever taught us was survival of the fittest (Fittest)
And took our minds off the survival of the village (Uh)
The pain can either bring us together or separate us
And if we just humble ourselves, God'll resusitate us (Woo)
Man, I know it's been a bumpy road and this suffering is old
But we say we all we got, it's like the love is getting cold, it's clear
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
It's like, everywhere we go, shots flying at our own
The block's hot and our children are dying from the smoke in here
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
I'm looking at this pad wondering where we went wrong at (Yeah)
Feeling like I don't know what to do, feeling like it done got all bad (Pssh)
It's slowly becoming a jungle with killers and gentlemen brawled at
Either die or become a bunch of gorillas in Tarzan (Woo)
And I know it's hard, but Yeshua told me to go as far
As I gotta (Gotta), even swim in the ocean I know it's sharks
But I'ma keep dealing hope to the folk in the lower parts
And before it's over, I'm yelling out, "Go into Noah's ark"
I tell 'em the rain's coming, I tell 'em it's gon' flood
It's either you gon' be covered in His or your own blood (Yeah)
The rain is God's wrath, who getting inside? (Come on)
Jesus the ark, and only those in Him'd survive
We just been living a lie, who's sick of living to die?
You seen what your life could be in your hands, give it to God
I can only tell you what I know and I know it's real
I'm just praying for the day you wake up, oh, Israel, oh, it's real
Man, I know it's been a bumpy road and this suffering is old
But we say we all we got, it's like the love is getting cold, it's clear
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
It's like, everywhere we go, shots flying at our own
The block's hot and our children are dying from the smoke in here
So where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
