WakeUp

[Intro: ILL BiZ]
Stupid motherfucker, wake your ass up
Keep rapping at the mouth, like you masked up (what)
But I still see your face, yo homie fessed up
Throw that pistol away, and we could knock up

[Hook: ILL BiZ]
Stupid motherfucker, wake your ass up (wake your ass)
Keep rapping at the mouth, like you masked up (what)
But I still see your face, yo homie fessed up
Throw that pistol away, and we could knock up (yeah)

[Verse 1: iLL BiZ]
Bizzy don't take no shit, [?] you when I'm on the mic, shit
Tell em, get hyped, even when I'm thinking when I'm goddamn right
Oh shit, that's iLL BiZ and he go got yo tight
Heard you was rapping at the mouth about me
Making a scene, straight drama queen
That's right boy, you can't say shit to me (huh, yeah)
Scared of me? I weigh about a buck 53 (huh)
8 checks [?], created me, a vision [?], want me to be
One sick muthafucka with an attitude
Too true, let em make a fool outta you
Ask be, how I know that I'm startin' to shine
Cause it's pussies like you, tryna take what's mine
WakeUp. bitch, and get on your grind
Seems like you would rather waste your time, oh my
Oh my, tryna get a ride, can't afford a whip
But you gotta upload, and then you lit
Come out to my show, and I bet you hit
And I know I seem like I'm talking shit
But I back it up with no backup
I don't need a strap, I'm a big back [?]
If a motherfucka talking shit, call him out
Don't ask no questions, hit him in the mouth!

[Hook: ILL BiZ]
Stupid motherfucker, wake your ass up
Keep rapping at the mouth, like you masked up (what)
But I still see your face, yo homie fessed up
Throw that pistol away, and we could knock up
Stupid motherfucker, wake your ass up (wake your ass)
Keep rapping at the mouth, like you masked up (what)
But I still see your face, yo homie fessed up
Throw that pistol away, and we could knock up

[Verse 2: C-MUNE]
Wake you up, here, rise and shine
Cause I'm about to take you out, no wine and dine
And I'm in your girls box like a prize inside
And I'm gonna die for my fam, like a lion pride
Everything I'm shooting are [?] ones
I'll leave your head with no face like AND-1
I'mma hit your forehead like a snare drum
I'mma cut your liver up like airbuds
Ayy, you in the baby blue, bitch
Yeah, in a baby blue whip
Come around my way, kickin' cash everyday, I'm the [?] bitch
You knock my style, but you can't afford my style, got like 82 cents
Always tryna be sick [?] like my favourite trues did
Why does everybody rap hard?
Why does everybody act hard?
Why you saying you trap, but matter of fact
You at home watching NASCAR
Motherfucker, you a dead man
Your girl looser than sweatpants
I'mma get head like a headband
Hit you with the iron like dress pants (ahh)

[Hook: ILL BiZ]
Stupid motherfucker, wake your ass up
Keep rapping at the mouth, like you masked up (what)
But I still see your face, yo homie fessed up
Throw that pistol away, and we could knock up
Stupid motherfucker, wake your ass up (wake your ass)
Keep rapping at the mouth, like you masked up (what)
But I still see your face, yo homie fessed up
Throw that pistol away, and we could knock up