Spose - Wake Up Call lyrics

[Verse 1: Eyenine] This is a wake up call for the people that listen To terrible rappers and act like it's different than Having a favorite member of Nickelback Only in rap can you fake that you're gifted With an image appealing to youth It isn't important, to tell you the truth Just drink, smoke up, get laid and party To Hell with a future, go grab some Bacardi It's hardly advice for life after college But here's to the night I might have to vomit Knowledge is worthless and learning's for s**ers At least that's the message they're spreading to others I'm sorry, did I miss the point? I couldn't read between the lines about spliffs and joints Maybe there is some fragment of substance From this otherwise tragic injustice [Verse 2: Spose] Hm, no, probably not But I'm not telling 'em what's gotta stop I love when their song's all dot to dot They got the video with the pop and lock They got gold on the mold, don't stop the rot Just go the dealership, cop the drop You be a common [?], get the ambiance Got the entourage, they got Cîroc We're flipping and grabbing the remote control And then changing the channel to wake up the coma They'll push other people to try to be different Divide it from hiding inside of the system While you make it rain on the ground with dollars Rapping like, "Girl, pop that p**y for our founding fathers!" That sh** is ignorant [Hook: Spose] What did you drive? Who's that ho? I can't stop thinking 'bout it, I wanna know What did you drink? What did you smoke? I can't stop thinking 'bout it, I wanna know What are those kicks? Where'd you get those clothes? I can't stop thinking 'bout it, I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know why you can't seem to say anything when you... [Verse 3: Spose] Flew up out some party Clothes on some Barbie Matthew pa**ed from the shrapnel blast Through his a** 'cause you joined that army And I know Erin, she got molested Then she went and got tested And it came back positive, he got her on the ottoman And then he never got arrested This sh**'s real life, it's not real nice For a dear wife who fears nights One time, hit her with the steel pipe On her bruises, that's real ice No diamonds, nobody rhymin' But alone for the home, just a chrome to the dome Get blown in the bones, that's violence sh**, let me bring Eyenine in, he's like: [Verse 4: Eyenine] To the people that think that we're jealous Because we don't buy everything that they sell us I guess you forget that we come from a time When good music defined generations, so tell us How a bubble gum, jello time rhyme can impress If they never do it live, 'cause they don't have the breath Yet their vocals connect like a poke in the chest To a crowd that can never get a moment of rest (Oh!) Whatever happened talent? It used to be bad but at least there was balance For every damn rapper that actually surfaced Another would smother his badness with purpose But back to the present, where lack of an essence Of actually having a practical message I'm baffled, this is happening frequently It isn't a secret losing a battle [Hook: Spose] What did you drive? Who's that ho? I can't stop thinking 'bout it, I wanna know What did you drink? What did you smoke? I can't stop thinking 'bout it, I wanna know What are those kicks? Where'd you get those clothes? I can't stop thinking 'bout it, I wanna know I wanna know I wanna know why you can't seem to say anything when you go