The Wake Part 2

Lyrics

Verse 1 When I was seventeen, I wanted to be the best rapper the world had ever seen But it wasn't realistic, I was simplistic, I had no clever schemes So I just played ball Since I got tall That was a better dream Just let that breathe, I'ma take y'all back hold up I wasn't like them other kids, when I was young My teacher asked me what I wanted to be by the time I was twenty-one I said I want to see twenty-one, start my own business, stack funds and live life until my breathing is done My teacher was stunned, I really was dumb, I hung with dudes that believed when you leave the house, you should always leave with a gun And I ain't want to go to college, if you see where I'm from, it's really all about a dollar when you're eating up crumbs I ain't saying we was raised in the P's or the slums And our environments do not depict what we will become But we was viewing nine to fives, as things that make you die inside, we thought a job was the equivalent of being a bum My boys called me with a plan, said it's the easiest run Bad chick from our hood Double D's with some buns Dealt with a dealer out in Queens who goes to sleep with the sun And keeps 40 gees by his liquor, near the Seagram's and rum The plan was creep up in his spot, his girl would have the back unlocked She said, "He's cheating, so to take all of his cheese would be fun," I wanted to go but I had a playoff game in the park That day, I heard they made it all the way to the car When the dude came out his front door, aiming and sparking He hit my homeboy with two, and made his brain fall apart And I prayed up to God, with this pain in my heart And I kept thinking that could've been me, I'm out here playing the part Of a gang member, thug, heat holder, street soldier, weed roller, gun clapper, not afraid of taking a charge But I was crying at the wake, with crazy tears behind my shades and Basketball just saved my life, instead of quick retaliation, think rebounding, jump shooting, college applications, playing defense in the lane is the only charge I should be taking Viewed the body, feeling sorry, near the casket with my friends Talking reckless, thinking backwards, plotting tactics for revenge When the mother of my boy who saw her youngest meet his end Walked up on me, and just hugged me, she was shaking so intense Did she sense my hesitation did she know that I was faking? She just grabbed me by my face and pulled me in and screamed please wake up! Chorus sung by Mela Machinko Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping? Play this song, play this song Morning bells are ringing, Morning bells are ringing Ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-dong Verse 2 Being broke at thirty, it can give you the chills When Biggie said it, I was little, thinking thirty is ill I'ma be rich when I get old, and I'm achieving all my goals, but I was twenty-nine and crying I had just lost my deal Man I was sulking like a helpless b--ch Living proof that hell exists I had lost my way cause I was so consumed with selfishness Totally forgot about the times that I accepted gifts From family and friends and my girl gave me an extra lift I'm the one that told myself I'm not allowed to try I was spitting, "People live each day like you're about to die," I made myself a promise, now I'm watching Eric Thomas thinking, "Damn I drifted off 'cause I forgot about the why." Why did I decide to put words on top of instruments? Why did I spend years of developing selfless discipline? Why did I desire providing for all my fam, and then why did my lack of fans make me feel like I'm insignificant? How you get mad because you woke up and it's Monday You said you got a long week ahead of you My homie got cancer and her lungs ache And sometimes breathing is unbearable So she can only wish she has a long week, followed by some months and a year or two I'm sorry if this sounds like a harsh speech But mostly I be talking to the mirror too Wake up