Wake Up

Come on Although you try to discredit You still never edit The needle I'll thread it Radically poetic Standing with the fury that they had in '66 And like E-Double I'm mad Still knee deep in the system's shit Hoover He was a body remover I'll give you a dose but it'll never come close to the Rage built up inside of me Fist in the air in the land of hypocrisy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak Movements cease when their heads are flown Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads Departments of police (what?) The judges (what?) The feds Networks at work Keeping people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Yeah Yeah, back in this With poetry my mind I flex Flip like Wilson Vocals never lacking that finesse What do I gotta I got to What do I gotta to do to wake you up? To shake you up To break the structure up Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like taking photo Mad chick kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step then bomb a left upon the fascists Yeah Several federal men Who pulled schemes on the dream and put it to an end You better beware of retribution with mind war 20/20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work Keeping people calm Ya know they murdered X and tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot I think I heard a shot (x 5) Wake up (x 8) How long? Not long Cause what you reap is what you sow