For The Awake

[Verse 1: Skyzoo]

The revisited “The Don Cheadle Effect”

And the awards given off to the floor seats of the ‘jects

And them awards given off for seeing respect

To them all that’s involved that call me they connect

To the wall they was on the four seats of them steps

That’s beyond where that wall is drawing me to be next

So I talk what I talked and y’all seem to be left

They was lost and I crossed and all they see is a X

My honesty in a Tec in the hands of Ilena’s cousin

Yo mouth screaming to “duck”

While you be leaking from it

See all I be is the tuck, so if you keep me from it

They don’t need what they want or what they need is wanted

And wanting it lowered and trying talk them to know it

Cut the K and the W and maybe I shouldn’t throw this

Cut the K get a W I just toss them a notice

Let it play until it stuck and then you become the awoken

[Hook] (x2)

This is for the awake

Call it quarter to 8

Whatever they desired, I put it all on their plate

What ever I would scribe they take it all for the day

We on the same line as long as that line pays

[Verse 2: King Mez]

This for the awake, first viewing of the body

Before the funeral numero uno with the shotty

Who could part this

Thank you for your listening and under-standing

Reprimanding when you was up in ya lunches

Arguing with niggas on ya solo against bunches

About Nas when they ain’t understanding his punches

Pizza getting cold you ain’t worried cause these dunces

Never stomached the real, it’s terrible that they crunches

Homie I be kicking the real, like Brazil

Without the ‘Z’ giving people something to feel

On every 1st listen they never knew nothing as ill

Because I’m king, they be Bishop like they running with Steele

Uh, let me get ya bitch that be something to kill

While I maneuver through the game and I’m getting my bills

Over saturation of rappers but we giving them skills

Through the flood they see the real

Niggas spitting with gills

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3: Skyzoo]

When the comforter is in the same fold

It was in when you first left hearing them same clothes

And in the end you’ll be tying together to make bose

Get wind of when riding along to the same tone

Shit dims, lights get lower than save modes

And them rims on the tires is wired with payroll

But then again, if you ain’t get to touch that bed

Then you caught when I was running when I said

[Hook] (x2)

This is for the awake…