Yeah, yeah

And this is dedicated to the dedication,
I’m never breaking till I’m dead and caged in,
I need mental patience, feeling like a mental patient,
Investigatin’ every statement, special agent,
And this basement got no ventilation,
It’s getting late, sweat is taking over me, ah
Twenty-eight degrees plus humidity,
I gotta hit the beat, let my shit release,
Thats the key and the essence, it’s the freedom of expression,
But it seems I only feel it, when I’m ‘bout to sleep like,
Something ‘bout those street lights that gleam bright,
But my eye lids heavy, I cant see right,

When I hear my mom get ready for work,
Thats when I know its time for an elegant verse,
Those morning birds giving me chirps of motivation,
I need to get better, no more waiting

Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and show ‘em what I’m made of,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up, just stay up

Don’t need coffee or tea, or caffeine shots,
I’m a rap fiend so pass me a fat beat box,
and you have me gone to wacky, past detox,
Keepin it nasty popping off like I’m acne spots, Huh

Silent of the night and I’m more creative,
Everything I’m trying to write, storms the pages,
It’s a vicious paradox, that nocturnal habit,
Helps me share my thoughts but then it hurts my passion,
Thats why I’m a fan of those who handle it,
But I’m just a sucker for those sheets of flannel,
If only I had that drive I would do my best to channel it,
But I’m left scrambling to keep the midnight candle lit,

So if you feel like a zombie, you not alone,
And if it’s more than a hobby you not alone,
If you gotta baby in the next room, getting that promotion,
Keep your eyes open, find your reasons, I know I got mine

Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and show ‘em what I’m made of,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up, just stay up, wake up

(sexiness)

And in the middle of the night, when I just wanna sleep, and exhaustion floods my mind,
But in the middle of the night when my head feeling free, the words just flow right by,
See I gotta get up, I can’t get no sleep, I gotta wake up, I ain’t got no time,
Show ‘em what I’m made of I gotta dig deep, gotta write down one more rhyme,

Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and show ‘em what I’m made of, let’s go
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come, come
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up, stay up, lets go