One two, one two We dedicate one to the hip-hop culture y'all Brought to you by the world famous wake-up
Steels, Staple' tails, MC's get your lips stapled Project Killa Hill is stamped on the map like the sword play tongue-twist, piercin' holes in you You can't escape, 70,000 kilowatts through your box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars drivin' down the block One stopped, pops his trunk, snare pops loud as glock shots like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation We for radio station identification Wake up, up, wake up
When I up, I got the mic and never chocked up Busted a verse and all the G's in Cali locked up I was summoned Styles were mixed the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin' Look around, town is crumblin'
This Big Tech from the Midwest, MC's lipless On the Wake-Up Show, make up no, about my shake-up flow Put me off in a Potna, you can't fuck wit the sniper Your flow's premature, clean dirt diaper
Mic heister, psycho, Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and ain't nobody Sway & Tech heard me and it's sealed Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech filled"
This place is my house, I might as well erase my wit white-out y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows (Where you at?) Climped out of a house Through the front and heard this guy shout
"Hey that's my couch, bitch", a nine out during a rhyme 'bout While I'm rippin' shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds And murder you hoes worse than a convertible Nose wit the top off landin' upside-down
You're tied down and duct-taped, rape I'd rather just hump a slut's leg wit my nuts And Sway & Tech, two disk so many friggin' needles I wonder if they inject
Lo and behold, than platinum or gold Yes God bless success, never forsake your Xzibit take control, loaded and ready to roll Play the upper hand, a man that's never gon'
'Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can up Or listen to my Tech & Sway so you can Wake-Up The X-man, catch me doin' in the Danger Room Big game hunting, from high-noon to the moon
Wit synonyms, I get an rush minimum thrusts, bust multiple assaults in small interims As horrid as Kolaf was When I cut neck, leave a little piece of flesh
So the head won't off, hauled-off, sawed-off shotgun blast, he asked Why did he have to die cast metal? Oh, huh, C now like Omar Credle, we pone pedal at a resolution On the Wake-Up wit Sway, Tech and DJ Revolution
I sway the wit the Tech & Sway away, wet and spray, rep the day Who over debt to pay get away Across the board like checker play
When I your whole sect' arrays Wake-Up for those slept away Niggas that the trey, hit the and pray DJ Revolution, like lead from out the heck-AK
Tearin' your neck Flood up the street wit bloody Until the head of investigate
What? Sway can give it to you but whatcha do wit it? Tech can give it to you but gon' do? Rev can give it to you but whatcha do wit it I can it to you, wha wha wha what what?
Yo yo Chino makes the world go Fuckin' up entire record companies like Harrel did to talk, poison pen, hominous walk What flow will I destroy wit time, the most commonest thought
The drama brought, caught us in a midst of sibling rivalry For instance, there's in existence that can survive wit me Clone me like sheep, I clean like Tony Rand-all Wit style filed for sexual harassment Tisha Camp-bell
wack like Will Smith, your rhyme style is pansy I fuckin' murder your young like Jon Benet Ramsey Now who the master to beg? Your demo gets on the reg' You shouldn't have signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I'm Wake-Up Show reppin' wit & Tech My tec's like Tekken, the weapon I'm X, bring KRS in
De de de de de de da di day, comin' wit the Tech & Sway Yo, I rock up the littlest set and on the set As ill as it gets, I still manage to wiggle your wit sweat Never forget, the bigger the budget the the debt
You gotta be willin' to rock in the middle of dry and in the of wet But I'm willin' to bet, on a & a Tech They stay in effect, never been a in the neck, they gainin' respect Nevertheless I wreck you, now you know Sway & Tech do
I'll be back but for now sackle Fresh, for you suckas