Tonalità: C major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Fm
Open my eyes,
arrive new day, same purpose
Case formula, switch gears, appear in the
circuit
Coming from the finalists,
niggas they know
What time it is, authentic rookie seeing
through the counterfeit
You love the shine of it
E
My whole clique got a album to spit
Fm
We sticking up the world at 9p split
Torment, be blowing but
for real just unimportant
It's sickening like air strikes at night
Yo I'm hitting em, pinpoint aim
E
Out all times, most ignoring the signs
Fm
Blind to it, bad weather
I shine through it
Forecast the future, serve the airwaves
For
E
Fm
MC, con tinue the crusades
Stay dark like tints on your coupe
No seeing through, hot to death
Like semtex under the vehicle
Nothing left, miracle
Like seeing my son taking his first breath,
clinical
Come to microphones,
catering never jets
Wrong places, wrong times,
takes us to court cases
So we trade places,
keep us all together in the cages
Minimize the danger in the streets
Pass each other like strangers,
like they retrained us
To flip for them and pack a stainless steel
Got us moving,
ill -keeping our life, aim us
Sports and entertainers get
careers going
And then they frame us, took a step back
Our life a crime that's led to jet black
Boxes descended into the dirt to rot,
forget death
F
Wake up , watch, watch
Fm
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
F
Fm
F
Fm
Wake up, up, up, wake up
Yo we done with the running
China attack, carried out stunning
Am
Turn the tables like bar
Fm
fights to cunning
Engaged to ride the globe,
niggas still owning
C
Fm
We spit rage, blaze,
talk tactics in the cold, type
C -A -L -M
You dramatize a felon,
who authorized the selling of that bullshit you tell
E
Fm
In case you wondered, the days is numbered
I tell you, riches you think you possess,
Am
Fm
not even enough to bail you
Praise through,
rookie be the fortress guard
Find me in the mold, dirty quotes,
prepare for your squad
For real combat,
where the songs at?
That playlist shielded nothing
I pierce that, keep you stumbling,
like one too many
I pump tunes plenty,
like sound systems in our
Jamaica, stay heavy
I'm very light on my feet, the
UFO not known
So regarded as dangerous,
gotta go for the most light speed
Who write these?
Undescribable
Mike
Steele
Balance like trapeze,
challenges I handle with ease
From 40 years fleeing in the desert
till the scriptures received
Wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up
C
Fm
Hit me and wake me up
C
Fm
C
Fm
Hit me and wake me up
C
Hit me and wake me up
Fm
C
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Fm
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Fm
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Fm
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It's me, it's ah
Fm
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C
Fm
you
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