Joe Budden - Wake lyrics

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Good afternoon everyone i'm Kenny
Powers if you're
Here and you're someone Shane cared about
Or someone Shane loved or
Maybe you're just somebody
Who has no business being here at
All who's just here because
You think it's gonna make you
More popular you know
Shane and I used to fuck
Around big time we fuckin'
Partied hard we'd ride our
Vehicles around slay ass

My condolences, my condolences
Whole family in mourning send my condolences
My condolences, crazy I just spoke to him
Courtney dropping drinks all in Hooters
She losin' focus shit
Don't send a text, I don't care y'all mad
Shit, I waited 5 days nigga where y'all at?
For real, I'm calling Stunna
Cause all Summer 16
Ain't heard a hot 16 'bout all Summer
Awareness is high, say attention I'm seeking
Since I'm reaching
It's offensive they're convinced I'm a demon
Such a thin disagreement
Son my kin for a reason
Killing you is expected of me
I don't win an achievement
Somebody pinch me I'm dreaming
Take this mental reprievement
Since I know the nigga
I know this ain't the man that I'm seein'
I heard it straight from the 'Bama's mouth
He won't pull a hammer out
Wasn't you at Hov's show scared
To pull the camera out?
I'm seeing habit's switch, magic tricks
You froggy behind that Apple fix
The passiveness in your manner I
Might react to it automatic shit
Ratchet kids at your crib that
Can't even spell Calabasas bitch
So I take all the guns, load half the clips
I just notice you run
We mention half the Clipse
I'll save that for another time
I'll get back to it
I'm kinda shocked to look at
What we've advanced to
Knew it'd get you dismantled
Knew the issues I ran through
Sick of the scandal
Or maybe I just misunderstand you
I kept it a buck, thought that
That was shit you could handle
You said that you wondered if anything
You doin' was brand new, right?
I got him, no one help
Father punch below the belt
I wanna know myself
How you tell bitches know they self
When you don't even know yourself?
You wouldn't know yourself
Say he Canadian, maybe Asian, Croatian
Be sounding like his Jamaican friends
Depend on what state he in
I think you rap good, but you a movie star
So that owl's appropriate
We don't know who you are
Where did the boy's brain change?
Was it the club scene?
Now you sound like you use
People and love things
But later for how you use
People and love things
The entendres that upswing when I
Call you drug king
That record contract, leaves a lot to exam
Never dealt drugs in his life
But sold a lotta gram
That's too much baking soda
Good thing my break is over
They thinking cause my paper lower
This for Rage to blow up
Or maybe they just woke up
You leverage your celeb, taking waves over
That's territorial takeover
Maybe he thinks nobody notices
Gucci wasn't home two seconds before
You rode his dick
Bodied Versace flows, copy, that he stole
Ay dios mio, sorry Migos, adios amigo
Was that your plot all along?
Why you ain't do that vid with Fetty
But you hopped on the song?
No really, we want a Party album
But, you keep stealing all of Party's album
To go and put it on your party album
It's plenty reason to slay you
Kept going up Tuesday's and now
The Weeknd just hates you
Are you lifeless? Sound like a
Zombie on the track
Remember "Started From the Bottom
" it was Zombie on the Track
Know who else started from the
Bottom? Zombie on the Track
How come after that joint I don't
See Zombie on a track?
I'm from Jersey, so Zombie I got your back
Be alarmed the real is finally back
Get your guard up now, hope your heart up now
Battery in him
Let's see if he get charged up now i'm wake
I'm wake we at the wake
Who's Goose and who's Tom Cruise?
Well now that Shane is dead I
Guess we know who is
Goose shane is Goose cause in
That motion picture, Goose dies
So Shane is dead so he would be Goose