One two, one two We dedicate this one to the hip-hop y'all Brought to you by the famous wake-up show
Bobby Steels, tails, MC's get your lips stapled Project Killa Hill is on the map like the compass Sacred play tongue-twist, piercin' holes in you You can't escape, 70,000 kilowatts blast through box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars drivin' down the block One stopped, parks pops his trunk, snare pops loud as shots Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us We for radio station identification Wake up, wake up, up
When I up, I got the mic and never chocked up a verse and all the G's in Cali locked up when I was summoned Styles mixed like the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin' Look around, your town is
This Big from the Midwest, leavin' MC's lipless On the Wake-Up Show, make up no, stories about my shake-up Put me off in a cipher? Potna, you fuck wit the sniper Your premature, clean your dirt diaper
Mic heister, psycho, Hypno, flow, guru and ain't nobody tighter Sway & heard me flow and it's sealed Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech filled"
This place is my house, I might as well my face wit white-out 'Cuz y'all can't see me like Mase's (Where you at?) Climped out of a nice Through the front and heard this guy shout
"Hey that's my couch, bitch", pull a nine out a rhyme 'bout While I'm rippin' this shit, put a clip in it spit rounds And murder you hoes than flippin' a convertible Nose first wit the top off upside-down
You're tied down and duct-taped, fuck I'd rather just a slut's leg wit my nuts shaved And Sway & Tech, two jockeys Breakin' so many friggin' needles I wonder if inject
Lo and behold, better platinum or gold Yes God success, never forsake your soul Xzibit take control, locked loaded and to roll Play the upper hand, a man never gon' fold
'Cuz your tape sucks, a new hobby that you can take up Or listen to my Tech & Sway so you can Wake-Up The X-man, me doin' drills in the Danger Room Big game hunting, from to the full moon
Wit synonyms, I get an adrenaline From minimum thrusts, bust multiple in small interims As horrid as Kolaf was When I cut your neck, a little piece of flesh
So the head won't off, hauled-off, sawed-off shotgun blast, he asked Why did he have to die cast metal? Oh, huh, C now like Omar Credle, we pedal at a high resolution On the Wake-Up Show wit Sway, and DJ Revolution
I sway the wit the Tech & Sway away, wet and spray, rep the day Who over to pay get swept away Across the board like checker play
I blaze your whole sect' arrays Wake-Up Show for those away Niggas that the trey, hit the deck and DJ Revolution, like lead from out the heck-AK
Tearin' your neck Flood up the wit bloody decora' Until the head of investigate
What? can give it to you but whatcha gon' do wit it? Tech can give it to you but whatcha do? Rev can give it to you but whatcha do wit it I can it to you, wha wha wha what what?
Yo yo makes the world go 'round up entire record companies like Harrel did to Motown Vominous talk, pen, hominous walk What flow will I wit this time, the most commonest thought
The that's brought, caught us in a midst of sibling rivalry For instance, there's nothing in existence can survive wit me Clone me like sheep, I clean like Tony Rand-all Wit style filed for sexual harassment like Camp-bell
You're wack like Smith, your rhyme style is pansy I fuckin' murder your style like Jon Benet Ramsey Now who the master to beg? Your demo gets passed on the You shouldn't have been signed if you had a white on your leg
I'm Wake-Up reppin' wit Sway & Tech My tec's like Tekken, the industry I'm Chino X, KRS in
De de de de de de da di day, comin' wit the Tech & Sway Yo, I rock up the littlest set and on the set As ill as it gets, I still to wiggle your neck wit sweat Never forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the
You gotta be willin' to rock in the middle of dry and in the of wet But I'm to bet, on a Sway & a Tech They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, gainin' respect Nevertheless I wreck you, now you know what Sway & do
I'll be but for now just sackle Fresh, for you suckas