Wake Up Call

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house made of sticks /
ignorance is a wall i/
i crush it crush it/
justice is just us/
one world one love/'
don't matter if you fake/
if battered make sure you don't break/
spread the light on ya shadows maintain/
don't break, don't break, stay wake/
even for the fakes/ how ya feel im the wake up call/
 
 
nate squinted grinnin his eyes attempting to decypher the line to break scrimmage/
intercept my thoughts he rushed me. balling he was short mexican with brisk hair/
bark alot, no bite, holmes gave me a cold quick stare/
sitting on the stairs./
he living with his mother whose younger and angrier but worried as they say
youth is wasted on the young baby in the oven cooking/
interrupted being beat by her husband. mother/
had a crack baby that crazy nigga named nate/
but he them niggas that play in the streets till 10 late. ma dont give a fuck/
his mother beating him treating him lesser compared to her fiancee
whose wearing a hat and chain t shirt running like a dog late home coming
while drug dealing double bitch fucking aint about shit nigga. you know
the complain alot but dont do shit nigga. pushed the kid out his own house
 
 
house made of sticks /
ignorance is a wall i/
i crush it, crush it/
justice is, just us/
one world, one love/'
dont matter if you fake/
if battered make sure, you dont break/
spread the light on ya shadows maintain/
dont break, dont break, stay wake/
 
 
nate conversates scheming on the blue gray scraped painted steps/
near the teenage finger prints on the roaches in the ash trays/
next to 2 brown red double door apartments his home./
i always considered nate a gay fuck boy cuz he running/
until i knew what he was running from, his own momma./
cold trauma he heard me spit a little bit /
gathered to record me, oh now he support me./
cuz he soften out his mental is stressful but releasing seems simple/
he was walking out on everything he may not have fully understood me./
he nodded averting his head turning from the burning turmoil flooding/
with diamond tears. his momma said they crocodile tears./
i said nate dont let this wreck you. this aint an excuse./
dont let blind rage fuck up the future. you do not wanna be like them/,
just admit they human. forgive them because pride is the bitch/
that will dig you a ditch, give you a stitch, im talking bout hubris/
i see the light in you, and fight in you, the spite in you, you pulling too, hard/
this world is a tug of war one way another these ears to ear through another/
so hard fake nigga you ignore those who love you till you push way to fall on face//
 
house made of sticks /
ignorance is a wall i/
i crush it crush it/
justice is just us/
one world one love/'
don't matter if you fake/
if battered make sure you don't break/
spread the light on ya shadows maintain/
don't break, don't break, stay wake/
even for the fakes/ how ya feel im the wake up call/
 
open ya heart I'll break this circle of despair/
apart just listen to the words/
and replays should repair/
this is yo sinful mental chasing and scheming
 
[ilya's verse]
yall use to say i suck dick now im the shit ilya tell em how it is
They wouldnt say hi or bye
Now walk by they impressed grab they chest and say oh my
Looks that kill so I do a drive by in all black Acura
Yeah never doubt my accuracy my shots go far
They didnt listen when I said u dont want me to stunt on y'all
Whats the formula to the life we see in the cinema
Stars and nebulas et cetera
A plethora of lies out the trachea
Theres no saving ya
I got bands like Im well orchestrated
Got a lot but u still got me captivated
I can only deal with yo shit when im medicated
Its all still like who saw medusa
I just wanna party at mi casa
The freshest set of wheels in the plaza
Suited up like the mafia but its no cosa
 
house made of sticks /
ignorance is a wall i/
i crush it crush it/
justice is just us/
one world one love/'
don't matter if you fake/
if battered make sure you don't break/
spread the light on ya shadows maintain/
don't break, don't break, stay wake/
even for the fakes/ how ya feel im the wake up call/
house made of sticks /
ignorance is a wall i/
i crush it crush it/
justice is just us/
one world one love/'
don't matter if you fake/
if battered make sure you don't break/
spread the light on ya shadows maintain/
don't break, don't break, stay wake/
even for the fakes/ how ya feel im the wake up call/
 
 
 
 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZOrXzebCX4

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