Wake Up Call lyrics

Artist  : Aesop Rock 
Song : Wake Up Call



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 [Aesop Rock]

Wake up, wake up

Ayo Percee P, it's time to wake these kids up



[Percee P]

Word up Aesop Rock, they'd better take their
fingers off

pause and hit record



[Aesop Rock]

Is you fat cats or lab rats?

Trails to my steppin got em sweatin
flashbacks

I played a part of minesweeper, plunking sneakers
in my sunken city

Defunct, and apparently examinin' famine, I'm
a

Volatile strobe while your blind spot swallows
the globe

Sing to the track and think back

When I was a boy I employed styles exhausted

By every lost child at present

Normally I drill pillars of normalcy

You're cordially invited to accompany me

In rotation of the tables to label the
opposition

As I choose, refusing to evolve with the cold

Rapidly dissolved my involvement in a solvent of
soul and roll back

Brain trip the Beta weights trap for the
slaughter

Like livestock infected with anthrax

On my call a pack or clan snaps, collapsed was
the mandatory maze

On the fluids ???? and glory days

Desire on the opposite circuit and glorious
days

Is glorious hazes of gray spun through my array
of operation

Slave to idiot box revalations

And wrapped tightly in a practice with my
colleagues and slackers

20,000 league nappers and the swelling
increases

Once the mortar hit the pestal your whole vessel
fell to pieces

And I laughed, I laughed for me and my Starving
art family

I laughed tangibly, your failures ampin me to
vamp fresh

My mic stabs white flags and drag trembling

Devil skin-wearers through the terrors of
compliance

Once the day turns night, senoritas suck the
woody like termites

And wonder how they got labeled dick-hungry
damsels in distress

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[Percee P]

I'm not your average man bragging, toe or hand
tagging

50 grand bagging, pants sagging, trigger nigga on
the bandwagon

Huh, I know this nigga named Rickey his girl
Nikki want to get with me

Says "Stick me just a quickie, lick me and
leave a hickie"

I stick instead of tricking bread in this
chickenheads

One look and said I ain't shit in bed, she must
be licking lead

You'd better let your gods recognize the Rhyme
Inspector hides

And never sweat them lies about me haters check
your eyes

One verse, lung burst, as I done first

Guns, slums, hearse don't stun Perce, where I'm
from's worse (sucker)

My new cuts are hot, bodies chewed up a lot

Then flew up the block to a cipher, blew up the
spot

Stacks of rhymes, ain't a match for mines, tracks
and shine

Leave you back in time in a ?beeler? still ain't
at my prime

I'm a stab your face in, trial and shit is
wild

I turn the dial, niggas stealing my style

I should file for reparations



	"Aesop Rock" "Percee P"
*scratched til fade*