[Hook]
Look alive! Yeah...
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Look alive! Spacey... (High, so high)
Look alive! (Uh, uh, yeah)
Are you spacey right now?
Are you spacey right now?
Danny look alive! (Hey, Dan)
Look alive! (Yeah, yeah, uh)
[Verse 1: Dan Weiser]
They always tell me to look alive, there's no fairytale story in life
I look around inside my mind, to bring this sh** into a track that sounds very fine
I wanna fly to the sky and show these girls who am I
Half white and half Native American combined
I'm in line to become something legendary
I'm my own secretary to this game, I bring commentary from my pain
Everybody's wondering where I been or gone to
The study room is where I sit and vent to
My life has been a struggle with little love, so I smoke doobs
My existence has been a f** you, from people who hate the dude, at least I'm spittin' the truth
Motherf**ers always acting like brutes
When their nothing and coming from fake a** roots
I'm wearing J's and they're wearing cowboy boots
I'm writing this material, that I condone to be sent from my dome
I sit inside my room thinking what I'll do, that'll be set in stone
Started unknown, my fresh clothes and cologne
Thinking I'll be getting all the b**hes in the cla**room
I'm just a man what can I say?
And Hip-Hop music ain't all about the money or fame
It's the love and strive that you bring to the game
Lately I been wanting brain or a loyal woman, just to ease the pain
People probably think I'm not sane, that's what's been driving me insane
So I remain making these songs, this path is where I belong
My dreams and visions will always be strong and then become reality
Prolong this road that f**ing makes me alone, now people are getting mad at me
Their telling me to step back into reality
(No, no, no)
Everybody's getting f**ing mad at me, saying I should step into reality
b**h why you mad at me?
Why you mad at me, I'm just doing me, hey, hey
I'm just doing me, yo, yo
[Hook]
Look alive! Yeah...
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Look alive! Spacey... (High, so high)
Look alive! (Uh, uh, yeah)
Are you spacey right now?
Are you spacey right now?
Danny look alive! (Hey, Dan)
Look alive! (Yeah, yeah, uh)
[Verse 2: Kongo Brasi]
I merc these beats, I'm heard in the street runnin' this game ain't even hurtin' my feet
Love to smoke, love to drink ain't ever heard of sleep
Sipping the Bourbon, f** you won't eat
Ain't afraid to get salty, cause then I'm hurting and I'm not sweet
Their mouths loud, but when I'm around I ain't hearing em speak, don't f** around
I tear down the weak, no matter if takes a minute or the longest turning of a week
I'm aiming all over, ain't no turning the cheek
sh** I'm writing this straight fire, so my pen burning with heat
Going for a track ma**acre, what's going in neat
I'll sack bodies like a over searing heat
I got handles n***a their oversteering's cheap
This must be MLB cause I'm swinging for the fences and my competition I'll sweep
Gets with that girl I'm a playboy call me Hugh Hef
Her name Si, her name Beth
I make one skeet, the other call me the best
Aye, Kongo a priest he laid a p**y to rest
Sign more titties, and she still want me to write on her chest
These n***as sh**ty, clean em up and charmin the best
Y'all making shots fired, but I'm making sure I'm harming the guess
Am I a wrap Malisha, cause I'm harming the guest
Kongo a one man army
Ain't no reason to start arming the rest, my flows swift and pa** all you n***as I shift
[Hook]
Look alive! Yeah...
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Look alive! Spacey... (High, so high)
Look alive! (Uh, uh, yeah)
Are you spacey right now?
Are you spacey right now?
Danny look alive! (Hey, Dan)
Look alive! (Yeah, yeah, uh)