Joe Budden - Wake lyrics

[Intro: Kenny Powers] New Joe Budden! Good afternoon everyone. I'm Kenny Powers. If you're here and you're someone Shane cared about, or someone Shane loved. Or maybe you're just somebody who has no business being here at all who's just here because you think it's gonna make you more popular. You know, Shane and I used to f** around big time. We f**in' partied hard. We'd ride our vehicles around. Slay a** [Verse 1] My condolences, my condolences Whole family in mourning send my condolences My condolences, crazy I just spoke to him Courtney dropping drinks all in Hooters She losin' focus sh** Don't send a text, I don't care y'all mad sh**, I waited 5 days n***a where y'all at? For real, I'm calling Stunna Cause all Summer 16, ain't heard a hot 16 'bout all Summer Awareness is high, say attention I'm seeking Since I'm reaching, it's offensive they're convinced I'm a demon Such a thin disagreement, son my kin for a reason k**ing you is expected of me, I don't win an achievement Somebody pinch me I'm dreaming, take this mental reprievement Since I know the n***a, I know this ain't the man that I'm seein' I heard it straight from the 'Bama's mouth, he won't pull a hammer out Wasn't you at Hov's show scared to pull the camera out? I'm seeing habits switch, magic tricks You froggy behind that Apple fix The pa**iveness in your manner I might react to it Automatic sh** Ratchet kids at your crib that can't even spell Calabasas b**h So I take all the guns, load half the clips I just notice you run, we mention half the Clipse I'll save that for another time I'll get back to it I'm kinda shocked to look at what we've advanced to Knew it'd get you dismantled, knew the issues I ran through Sick of the scandal, or maybe I just misunderstand you I kept it a buck, thought that, that was sh** you could handle You said that you wondered if anything you doin' was brand new, right? I got him, no one help, father punch below the belt Introspection means dig deep, let's look below the wealth I wanna know myself How you tell b**hes know they self When you don't even know yourself? You wouldn't know yourself Say he Canadian, maybe Asian, Croatian Be sounding like his Jamaican friends, depend on what state he in I think you rap good, but you a movie star So that owl's appropriate, we don't know who you are Where did the boy's brain change? Was it the club scene? Now you sound like you use people and love things But later for how you use people and love things The entendres that upswing when I call you drug king That record contract, leaves a lot to exam Never dealt d** in his life, but sold a lotta gram That's too much baking soda, good thing my break is over They thinking cause my paper lower, this for Rage to blow up Or maybe they just woke up You leverage your celeb, taking waves over That's territorial takeover Maybe he thinks nobody notices Gucci wasn't home two seconds before you rode his dick Bodied Versace flows, copy, that he stole Ay dios mio, sorry Migos, adios amigo Was that your plot all along? Why you ain't do that vid with Fetty but you hopped on the song? No really, we want a Party album But you keep stealing all of Party's album To go and put it on your party album It's plenty reason to slay you Kept going up Tuesday's and now The Weeknd just hates you Are you lifeless? Sound like a zombie on the track Remember "Started From the Bottom," it was Zombie on the Track Know who else started from the bottom? Zombie on the Track How come after that joint I don't see Zombie on a track? I'm from Jersey, so Zombie I got your back Be alarmed the real is finally back Get your guard up now, hope your heart up now Battery in him, let's see if he get charged up now I'm wake I'm wake We at the wake [Outro: Kenny Powers] Who's Goose and who's Tom Cruise? Well now that Shane is dead I guess we know who is Goose. Shane is Goose. Cause in that motion picture, Goose dies, so Shane is dead so he would be Goose