Art Morera - Awake paroles de (lyrics)

No time to sleep (time to sleep)
Many moves to make (moves to make)
Errday, ride with me? Ok, Ok

When I awake, hundred push ups
Thousand jumping jacks
Dump the tracks I worked on last night
On a test drive, bump em on the ave
I might as well put another one of
My stickers up while pumping gas
My hunger has been taking me on
A direction that a compass can't
This here's for y'all
Either y'all don't hear or
You don't understand but, I overcome
I got no fear of the pain one withstands
When I was cut, it was numb under my thumb
Took some barbiturates
My hand was hanging on by a thread
A scar tissue stitch so, thank God
For all the times I was so broke
On a bad day I finna bank rob
On the hunt for a day job
Hoping that these long nights and these
Late hours finna pay off
From the city where they're
Cut and slitting necks
Take your bitch butt naked next
To your little sister waiting
For you and that check
Like "Pay up, pay up pay up!"
High as the himalayas
This beat is Haduken and the
Flow is Duke Nukem so I
(explosion) so I
Stare directly at the beam of light
I make music y'all seem to like
I'll be alright
Give me some weed to light and I'm gone
Find my way home i'm gone, I'm gone

La da da da da da da nixon on the track
Art Morera what year is it? Twenty somethin'
(twenty something') let me hear that?