WakeUp

WAKE UP

Come on

Uggh

Come on although ya try to discredit

Ya still never edit

The needle I'll thread it

Radically poetic

Standin' with the fury that they had in '66

And like E-Double I'm mad

Still knee-deep in the system's s**t

Hoover he was a body remover

I'll give ya a dose

But it'll never come close

To the rage built up inside of me

Fist in the air in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go

Leaders speak movements cease

When their heads are flown

'Cause all these punks

Got bullets in their heads

Departments of police the judges the feds

Networks at work keepin' people calm

You know they went after King

When he spoke out on Vietnam

He turned the power to the have-nots

And then came the shot

Yeah

Yeah back in this

Wit' poetry my mind I flex

Flip like Wilson vocals never lackin' dat finesse

Whadda I got to whadda I got to do to wake ya up

To shake ya up to break the structure up

'Cause blood still flows in the gutter

I'm like takin' photos

Mad boy kicks open the shutter

Set the groove

Then stick and move like I was Cassius

Rep the stutter step

Then bomb a left upon the fascists

Yea the several federal men

Who pulled schemes on the dream

And put it to an end

Ya better beware

Of retribution with mind war

20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

Networks at work keepin' people calm

Ya know they murdered X

And tried to blame it on Islam

He turned the power to the have-nots

And then came the shot

Uggh

What was the price on his head

What was the price on his head

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard I think I heard a shot

'He may be a real contender for this position should he