One two, one two We dedicate one to the hip-hop culture y'all Brought to you by the famous wake-up show
Bobby Steels, Staple' tails, MC's get lips stapled Killa Hill is stamped on the map like the compass Sacred sword play tongue-twist, holes in you You can't escape, 70,000 kilowatts through your box
Woke wit alarm clocks, cars slow down the block One stopped, parks pops his trunk, snare pops loud as glock Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, us citation We pause for radio 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 when I was Styles were mixed like the Drummonds, Clown is comin' Look around, your town is
This Big Tech from the Midwest, leavin' lipless On the Show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow Put me off in a cipher? Potna, you can't wit the sniper Your flow's premature, clean dirt diaper
Mic heister, psycho, Hypno, chryo-gat flow, guru and nobody tighter Sway & Tech heard me and it's sealed Now I got Swedish women "Tech N9NE's filled"
This place is my house, I might as well my face wit white-out 'Cuz y'all can't see me like Mase's (Where you at?) Climped out of a nice the front window and heard this guy shout
"Hey that's my couch, bitch", pull a nine out during a 'bout While I'm rippin' shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds And murder you hoes worse flippin' a convertible Nose first wit the top off landin'
You're tied and duct-taped, fuck rape I'd just hump a slut's leg wit my nuts shaved And Sway & Tech, two jockeys Breakin' so many friggin' needles I wonder if they
Lo and behold, better than platinum or Yes God bless success, never forsake soul Xzibit take control, locked loaded and ready to Play the upper hand, a man that's gon' fold
'Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby you can take up Or to my niggas Tech & Sway so you can Wake-Up The X-man, catch me drills in the Danger Room Big game hunting, from high-noon to the moon
Wit synonyms, I get an adrenaline minimum thrusts, bust multiple assaults in small interims As horrid as Kolaf was When I cut your neck, leave a little piece of
So the won't fall off, hauled-off, sawed-off shotgun blast, he asked Why did he have to die cast metal? Oh, huh, C now Omar Credle, we pone pedal at a high resolution On the Wake-Up wit Sway, Tech and DJ Revolution
I sway the tech wit the & Sway away, wet and spray, rep the day Who over debt to pay get away Across the whole board like checker
When I blaze your sect' arrays Wake-Up Show for those slept Niggas that the trey, hit the deck and DJ Revolution, like lead from out the heck-AK
your neck away Flood up the wit bloody decora' the head of Jake investigate
What? Sway can it to you but whatcha gon' do wit it? can give it to you but whatcha gon' do? Rev can give it to you but gon' do wit it I can it to you, wha wha wha what what?
Yo yo Chino makes the world go Fuckin' up record companies like Harrel did to Motown Vominous talk, pen, hominous walk What flow will I wit this time, the most commonest thought
The that's brought, caught us in a midst of sibling rivalry For instance, there's nothing in existence that can wit me Clone me like sheep, I house like Tony Rand-all Wit style filed for sexual like Tisha Camp-bell
You're wack like Will Smith, your rhyme style is I fuckin' murder your young like Jon Benet Ramsey Now who the master to beg? Your demo gets on the reg' You have been signed if you had a white cast on your leg
I'm Wake-Up Show wit Sway & Tech My tec's like Tekken, the weapon I'm Chino X, KRS in
De de de de de de da di day, comin' wit the Tech & Sway Yo, I rock up the set and on the biggest set As ill as it gets, I manage to wiggle your neck wit sweat forget, the bigger the budget the bigger the debt
You gotta be to rock in the middle of dry and in the middle of wet But I'm willin' to bet, on a & a Tech They stay in effect, never been a pain in the neck, gainin' respect Nevertheless I wreck you, now you what Sway & Tech do
be back but for now just sackle Fresh, for ninty-nine you