Wake Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Shallow Pockets & J-Nyce] The door get kicked in, the roof get teared off The floors are givin' in, juice and Smirnoff The walls are gettin' thin, pull up, we'll hear the cops My thoughts are are getting grim, rough, we cannot stop Broads with pretty skin and my hot tub's filled to tops Y'all ain't gettin' in, nah, y'all ain't with my squad She's your baby mom's but she gave me nods Gettin' brain 'til the day we do away with a job Light this fucker on fire, burn it to the ground Incite a riot in your quiet little city town Apply science, now I'm rhymin' with a different sound This a virus I acquired just to put you down A pair of pliers gettin' tighter, pullin' out your crowns I don't care about the headliner, this is now On stage, see the violence in the crowd Go crazy, go wild, get loud [Chorus: Shallow Pockets] Psych Ward on stage, we drank too much Psychos insane, bang with us Ice cold pen game dangerous This dice roll, big names tear you up Psych Ward on stage, drank too much Psychos insane, bang with us Psych Ward flow crazy, raise your cups It's the night world, you fallin' asleep, you better wake up [Verse 2: Shallow Pockets & J-Nyce] The next day but I still ain't slept yet Feel safe 'til I'm delivered a death threat I've seen your face on the cover of a snuff flick (I've seen you) They got a case, I'm the only suspect Time or place, some time before the sunset Like we're under the train about to come next Both one and the same, both blood's red How it pourin' so much rain with just one head Passed out, stoned, black out drunk Crack that Patron, wrap that blunt Just left home, I'll be back in a month Bad to the bones, every ounce of blood Back in the zone, I grab what I want (Gimme that!) A splash of cologne, a handful of sluts (Come on!) Smashin' these hoes, mashin they guts 'Cause after the show, that's what's up [Chorus: Shallow Pockets] Psych Ward on stage, drank too much Psychos insane, bang with us Ice cold pen game dangerous This dice roll, big names tear you up Psych Ward on stage, drank too much Psychos insane, bang with us Psych Ward flow crazy, raise your cups It's the night world, you fallin' asleep, you better wake up [Verse 3: Shallow Pockets & J-Nyce] Devilish drug mixers, there's never enough liquor My pen is as sharp as scissors, sever your heart quicker The temperature drop bitter, attemptin' to rob, stick ya I meant 'til my palms twisted, molestin' your hot sister My sentence is not finish, had me Lebron slippers Selling you guys spinach, not any you penny pitchers Tally up the damage, there plenty and many injured Party with the baddest, maddest, short tempers I love the feeling on my knuckles when I hit your head Am I evil 'cause I chuckle when there's people dead? I keep on my hustle, you keepin' dead You can bleed, you can struggle, you can bang your head You and me ain't friends, yo, why pretend? Don't wanna speak, don't wanna shake hands We ain't on the same team, fuck breakin' bread I'm fittin' to get green, leave your fitted red [Chorus: Shallow Pockets] Psych Ward on stage, we drank too much Psychos insane, bang with us Ice cold pen game dangerous This dice roll, big names tear you up Psych Ward on stage, drank too much Psychos insane, bang with us Psych Ward flow crazy, raise your cups It's the night world, you fallin' asleep, you better wake up