Onyx - Wakedafucup lyrics

(feat. Dope D.O.D) [Chorus:] n***a's sleeping better Wake the f** up Cuz' we ain't having it, Drink the f** up Bloody Murder you get Ate the f** up. Your whole crew we will Break the f** up. [Fredro Starr:] You better than us The f** will spark the East coast up, oh sh** The f**in' beast woke up, from out of deep sleep n***as is borin', f**ing all these weak beast The beast was snorin', now the beast is hungry Stomach is growlin, n***a ribs and such And now it's stuck in the island Motherf**er is smilin', but nobody smilin' ‘cause where I'm from, motherf**ers n***as we wallin' And the wolves be howling Mines be golden, cars be stolen We're coming out the gutter, like f** it we bowlin' The sh** that I'm holding n***as talk sh**, put the 5th to your colon. [Chorus] [Sticky Fingaz:] Oh sh**, you don't woke up the monster I smell rappers, no wonder It's obvious, that I got to comfta -bull And all these rappers now a days is bull- sh** You call her fool like a b**h Lala you signin' and dancin', you b**h! You need to loosen up your clothes n***a And leave the dancing to them hoes n***a Hip-hop started out with the block I fall asleep at the wheel, then sh** crashed in the park When I speak, the hood got they ears up spock And I'mma leave my walker You gotta get hit with the ox b**hes you know n***a you know [x3] Am I wrong?, hip hop need a face lift And what better face than the mad face to get [Chorus x2] [Skits Vicious:] Blades and numbchucks Blaze and gun shots When I'm done they can break their guts up (motherf**er) This heat turn your face to slush pup Ride to hell, this is satan's bus stop Got a hot b**h, cuffed-up Take the d**, love, you get raped then bu*t f** I snore the speed then I wake the f** up Kind of off topic but hey I'm somewhat crazed, than drunk off Jamaican rum shots White boy's cables cut off Angels dust drops, how that taste? D.O.D. mad face, post haste [Jay Reaper:] n***as got no taste, but when I'm looking that f**ers in the figures We hard body karate, k**uminati n***as I'm a cost apostle hip-hop we deliver You n***as pop so I'll poppin a shot in you liver Try to copy what I gotta no copy you chop n***as they clamin' they heartless, but put 2 on yo' mama' Brain stickin' in your head then it lookin like pasta Ain't speaking cause you dead on the floor, an impostor See I'm obsessed with this sport Less than I'm core Reppin' with the Onyx, n***as back with the force We back in this war, we back in, of course So all ya' boot legged n***a get yo' a** to the store [Chorus x2] You're sleeping, beds is burning Keep sleeping, beds is burning [x2] Keep sleeping, keep sleeping Keep sleeping, beds is burning [x3] Keep sleeping, keep sleeping [Chorus x2]