Saigon - Wake Up lyrics

[Saigon - Wake Up lyrics]

(Shhh) Believe I’m ready i gotta do it
Man yep

Wake up to see the proof
They tryna take us away (Tryna take us away)
The officer, the judge, and the assistant DA
(The DA, the DA)
You out there on that corner with
That toaster in your hand (Know what?)
It won’t be long before you gone ‘cause
They about to call The Man

Sometimes, I wish I was ready to
Die like Biggie said he was
Wish my uncle didn’t get high
But he already does
It’s bugged he used to make me get in the tub
Now I gotta smell shit when I give him a hug
(Eww) and I ain’t gotta say that it’s real
You could look me in my eye, bitch
Read my grill
Believe I will fulfill any need I feel
Need to be fulfilled
(even) with a piece of steel (Click)
It’s been ‘nough days i puff haze
Broke nights in Baseline combining
With Just Blaze told me one day
He’ll put me in touch with Hova (Uh, huh)
And we gon’ fuck around
And do self-destruction over (Look)
Put all the rappers on it
Blaze is gonna produce it
MTV News nigga, Sway is gon’ introduce it
The whole hood gon’ lose it
We gon’ finally start acting like we
Realize the power of our music
Who am I confusing?
(Huh?) That shit’ll never happen (Why?)
Unification is not synonymous with black men
I know I stole a extra bar
But this is one of the
Songs about some of them things
That make a nigga say:

Wake up to see the proof
They tryna take us away (Tryna take us away)
The officer, the judge, and the assistant DA
(The muhfuckin’ DA)
You out there on that corner with
That toaster in your hand
(Better understand)
It won’t be long before you gone ‘cause
They about to call The Man

(Look) Could you just imagine a man
With a laughing hyena’s heart (Uh, huh)
One that’s keen in the art of
Not being seen in the dark
Just beaming his mark sort of
Like lions do wildebeests
Like killers who kill police get
Caught and still feel release
I strike with a knife sharp as gorilla
Teeth shit is real in these trilogies
Nigga, shit is sweeter than Sheila E
They shoot it I spill a breeze
I know who they using to fill up in these
Facilities it ain’t Jews or
People from Philippines
It’s all of us Africans
Crackers cracking to apprehend (Uh, huh)
Latins with they "Padre
Mi Madre" tats on the back of them
Y’all niggas is lacking in
Recognizing what’s happening
E dot-O dot-B dot, black
And that’s the acronym
Stands for "Elimination of black"
It was time blacks
Start facing the facts start
Retracing your tracks
They just went from big to little
Bites and it seems like
We gave up the fight as soon
As we got civil rights

Wake up to see the proof
They tryna take us away
The officer, the judge, and the assistant DA
(Look) you out there on that corner with
That toaster in your hand (Look, man)
It won’t be long before you gone ‘cause
They about to call The Man

You already know real niggas know fake
Nigga wouldn’t even comprehend this shit
Man real nigga the one who can understand
This shit let’s go come on

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