Wake Up

[Chorus] Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain [Verse 1: Declaime] Wake up, don't sleep, let's abolish the weak Eradicate, bury deep MCs who try creep With flagrant styles, still dwelling in the past Go away quick fast [?] wack negros [?] won't do It's microphone check, one, two Giving crazy tribulations to the ones that try to step On the mic without a rep and a style that is unkеpt My strategy is to make MCs choke, go for brokе, if I can't then I break 'em Into pieces of a washed away dream It's dark down my path, so turn on your high beams I play with the mind of unexpecting foes Don't sleep and don't doze 'cause I'm destroying those People who don't know how to create flows And rock shows, but get the airplay A commercialized MC and a wack DJ I come equipped so beyond your best So don't you slip, 'cause I'll be right up on the underground always and forever Justifiably, I'm clever Can't put reals on the deal, so you best hold your breath I'm pulling all cards 'til there ain't nothing left While you're reading Webster to get your point across I'm coming through with the real at any cost [Chorus] Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain [Verse 2: Declaime] Neither here nor there, will I ever fall off? And may the real MCs rest in peace, I mean that from the heart It's real, I start to indulge in my fantasies Which is to MC Head's falling through an abyss of some real ish I wish there was a real MC list That way, I'm somewhere at the top Dropping real nonstop Criminal minded Sometimes I'm blinded By this lie way, recite words Produce verbs Here, take it if you're mad enough Don't fake it because I heard enough I got the stage in booby traps I run laps and laps Over fools with the weak raps Oh, you rhyme? Well, I'm fine with that But if it's up to plain old rhyming, then everyone's phat Thank goodness for that fact That some of yous lack The ability of creativity Or sustained longetivity [Chorus] Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain Get whacked straight to your brain Soakin' up your brain, come like water down the drain [Verse 3: Declaime] Now, to the ones that hate me The D-E-C-L-A-I-M-E Ain't no love for 'em I'm way above 'em Standing on top of the world, better yet, universe Verse after verse, it gets much worse Sellout MCs, what do you consider rhyme? Is it word after word or line after line? Is it funky R&B or the hip-hop tip? Or is it the wack MCs blowing from the lip? Rhyme to me should be completely thought out Not performed by the sucker MC sellouts Brothers wanna see the flavor of the month It's not for me, it's not my trip, mine's out to lunch Are you kissing the ass to the big time producer? I never used to Kiss on the backside to get my point across I come correct and put you at a loss See, mines is real, no fakes Tighten up my skill, I got what it takes To take you over and over before it's begun I've done it with the vocals, so run I cage niggas up, lockdown As I deliver lazy-time flows mad lyrically No happy faces in my spot Can't see how them skills you got