Wake Up - Missy Elliott (蜜西·艾莉特)/Jay-Z

Eh yo hov tell 'em hip hop betta wake up

Yeah turn the motherf**kin' music up

Yeah turn the motherf**kin' music up

Motherf**kers better wake up

Stop sellin' crack to the black

Hope you bought a spare for your flat

Can't accept me talkin' real facts

Down the hill like janet jack

I speak what yeah weak mind lacks

Yah heard that

I'm creative to the fullest what you talkin' 'bout willace 'cause your talkin' never

Kill it

I hear but don't fill it down we realest

Yeah just weet me in the in the village

Yeah I'm a down diva done niva

Y'all not see her he don squeeze into a wife beater

Yep I'm a top leader

I got the martin luther king fever

I'ma feed yeah what yah teacher need to breat yeah

It's time to get serious

Black people all areas who gon' carry us it ain't time to bury us

Cause music be our first love

Say I do let's cherish it

If you don't gotta gun it's alright

If yah makin' legal money it's alright

If you gotta keep yah clothes on it's alright

You ain't gotta sell yah lil phone it's alright

And yah wheels don't spin it's alright

And you gotta wear them jeans again it's alright

Yeah if you tried oh well it's alright

Mc's stop the beef let's sell it's alright

Hip hop better wake up the bed to make up

Some of y'all be faker than a dragon make up

Got issues to take up before we break up

Like Electra let go miss Selida baker

I love Jocob the jury won't fix my place up

Gotta stay up studio nice to cake up

Now check my flava rich folks is now my neighbors

I got cable now check it how I make my paper

Hip hop don't stop be my life saver

Like kobe and shaq if they left lakers

And like a elevator DJ on a cross fader

Black wake up I'll see yeah a** later

If you don't gotta gun it's alright

If yeah makin' legal money it's alright

If you gotta keep yeah clothes on it's alright

You ain't gotta sell yeah lil phone it's alright

And yeah wheels don't spin it's alright

And you gotta wear them jeans again it's alright

Yeah if you tried oh well it's alright

Mc's stop the beef let's sell it's alright

I need rims that don't listen and booming system

First piece of change I see

I'm gon' get one

745 no license to drive

I ain't even gotta home

I gots to live in my ride f**k it

I can hear myself but I can't feel myself

I want to feel myself like tweet

745 no license to drive

I ain't even gotta home

I gots to live in my ride f**k it

Couple of karats in my ear won't hurt

Need a nice chain laying on this thousand shirt

Evisu cover the rectum

I kick game just like David Beckham

Anybody in my way I wet them

I'ma be this way until the cops come catch 'em

To detective sketch 'em on the sidewalk wit chalk New Yorks infections

Till I got taught a lesson

Couple niggas gone couple wink corrections

And marie got 10

Tie got 15 ni**a even my kin

Got 5 years bringing 19 in

I just think I used to think like them

Now they gotta live through

The pictures that I send 'em in the pen

Hope you don't start yah life where I end

Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up

Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up

Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up

If you don't gotta gun it's alright

If yeah makin' legal money it's alright

If you gotta keep yeah clothes on it's alright

You ain't gotta sell yeah lil' phone it's alright

And yeah wheels don't spin it's alright

And you gotta wear them jeans again it's alright

Yeah if you tried oh well it's alright

Mc's stop the beef let's sell it's alright