One two, one two We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture Brought to you by the famous wake-up show
Bobby Steels, tails, MC's get your lips stapled Project Killa Hill is stamped on the map the compass Sacred sword tongue-twist, piercin' holes in you You can't escape, 70,000 blast through your box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars slow down the block One stopped, parks pops his trunk, snare loud as glock shots Bass like an M-80 in face, cops stop, give us citation We for radio station identification Wake up, wake up, up
When I woke up, I got the mic and chocked up Busted a verse and all the G's in locked up when I was summoned Styles were mixed like the Drummonds, Clown is comin' Look around, your is crumblin'
Big Tech from the Midwest, leavin' MC's lipless On the Show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow Put me off in a cipher? Potna, you can't wit the sniper Your flow's premature, clean your dirt
Mic heister, psycho, Hypno, chryo-gat flow, and ain't nobody tighter & Tech heard me flow and it's sealed Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech filled"
This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows (Where you at?) Climped out of a house Through the window and heard this guy shout
"Hey that's my couch, bitch", pull a nine out during a 'bout While I'm rippin' this shit, put a in it spit five rounds And you hoes worse than flippin' a convertible Nose first wit the top off landin'
You're tied and duct-taped, fuck rape I'd just hump a slut's leg wit my nuts shaved And & Tech, two disk jockeys Breakin' so friggin' needles I wonder if they inject
Lo and behold, than platinum or gold Yes God success, never forsake your soul Xzibit take control, locked and ready to roll Play the upper hand, a man that's gon' fold
'Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can 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, high-noon to the full moon
Wit synonyms, I get an rush From minimum thrusts, bust multiple in small interims As horrid as Borris was When I cut your neck, leave a little piece of
So the head won't fall off, hauled-off, sawed-off shotgun blast, he Why did he to die like cast metal? Oh, huh, C now like Omar Credle, we pone at a high resolution On the Show wit Sway, Tech and DJ Revolution
I sway the tech wit the Tech & away, wet and spray, rep the day Who debt to pay get swept away Across the whole board checker play
When I your whole sect' arrays Wake-Up for those slept away that the trey, hit the deck and pray DJ Revolution, spinnin' like lead out the heck-AK
your neck away Flood up the wit bloody decora' Until the of Jake investigate
What? Sway can it to you but whatcha gon' do wit it? Tech can it to you but whatcha gon' do? Rev can give it to you but gon' do wit it I can it to you, wha wha wha what what?
Yo yo makes the world go 'round Fuckin' up entire companies like Harrel did to Motown Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous What flow will I destroy wit 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 sheep, I clean house like Tony Rand-all Wit style filed for harassment like Tisha Camp-bell
You're wack like Smith, your rhyme style is pansy I fuckin' murder your young like Jon Benet Ramsey Now who the master to Your demo gets passed on the reg' You shouldn't have signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I'm Wake-Up reppin' wit Sway & Tech My tec's like Tekken, the weapon I'm Chino X, KRS in
De de de de de de da di day, KRS-One wit the Tech & Sway Yo, I rock up the set and on the biggest set As ill as it gets, I still to wiggle your neck wit sweat Never forget, the the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet But I'm willin' to bet, on a Sway & a They stay in effect, been a pain in the neck, they gainin' respect Nevertheless I you, now you know what Sway & Tech do
I'll be but for now just sackle Fresh, for ninty-nine you