like it, oh yeah Hooked on junk and you're pitiful Do you like it? Oh yeah Wake up For what? Wake up For what? Wake up For what? Wake up For what? Yeah
I'm drunk and I'm miserable And I like it, oh yeah Hooked on junk and I'm pitiful And I like it, oh yeah Wake up For what Wake up For what I hear you
Übersetzung: Dope. Wake Up.
now I'm drunk and I'm miserable And I like it, oh yeah Hooked on junk and I'm pitiful And I like it, oh yeah Wake up For what Wake up For what I hear
'm drunk and i'm miserable and i like it, oh yeah hooked on junk and i'm pitiful and i like it, oh yeah wake up for what wake up for what i hear you
rap homie I'm crack homie I'm dope money I wake up and wipe my ass wid coke money C-back, Maybach My shit two-toned Nigga run up on that Yo ass a tombstone
her Wrap the urn up cus she ai'nt concernced cus shes earner My bitch lays it out real nice for me to hurt her We fight Wake up and fuck like Ike and
to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn
retarded At night I can't sleep, can't peep As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep Starin at the wall, heard a scream Wake up in the
me gettin my spizzot sowed up So now i'm runnin like a motherfuckin fugitive And all I carry is memories of how I used to live [2Pac:] Everytime I wake up
one thing in my life So close to me that you could call it my wife It?s dedicated to the one that I wake with and sleep with Every morning I get up and
can relate to the fight, the real from the fake. Sound good hes alive. [Chorus] [Bizzy Bone:] As I wake up early in the morning. Light my cigarette and wake up
)] Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up [Krayzie] Hey my nigga we havin' a wonderful
time I aim lead. But me and your girl gon' wake up in the same bed. Wiping her mouth, Claiming she never even gave head. I'll murder K-Fed, And hit Britney up
sleep, wake up check the schedule Class on the mic, turn me up another decible some think i make money copein through a festival some think i'm dope,
was brought up Get a wife, a song and daughter. That's how I was taught to be proper. Never thought anyone could get caught up. And slowly I get up and
knew it was over (Yeah me to, its so much better now My visions clearer, but my eyes seem redder now Its so great when I wake up and puke up a pile Wipe