Wakin' Up Dead

Duration

6:29

Genres

Blues

Description

Lyrics

I (Kajin Chunsa/Kami Klack [On The Phone]): KC: Yo, hello? KK: Yo, whassup Kajin? It's ya boy, Kami! Y'all ready to start recordin? KC: I don't know about that man, I'm not feelin' so good this mornin'. KK: Yo, whassup? C'mon, talk to ya nigga! Tell me what's goin on? KC: It's just another one of those days when I wake up and wonder where 6 years of my life went! KK: Shit, I feel ya, bruh! Why don'cha tell me about it? KC: Yo! Check it! C (Kami Klack/Kajin Chunsa): My soul feels robbed and my head is throbbin, I’m havin ups and downs (ups and downs!), My crew wont stop talking about they problems I’m turning round and round (I'm turnin' round and round), gotta make a plan, lookin up at the sky (up at the sky), If my luck runs out on a different cloud, Then my life is wasting time, (I'm wasting time) I’m just waking up dead V (Kajin Chunsa): It looks like it’s gonna be just another one of those days (When it’s the same shit), but it’s served up on a different plate I got my speakers blastin’ with both Eminem and Lil Wayne “Drop The World” cause even though I’m confident, I feel like I’m goin insane. I got an unstable flame kinda like a derailed train My head can’t be up on my shoulders cause it’s hangin’ from a string. Pessimism engulfs me, though I got people (screamin my name) Like B.o.B, everywhere I go, (people want me to sing) (It’s like the air is dry) but I could almost smell death as soon as I wake I point my face up in the sky & see the line that intercepts my fate But it keeps on goin like I keep on flowin’ It’s like I’m already dead just as soon as I wake. And it’s my birthday today and I got a birthday cake but there’s turmoil in my crib cause my brother betrayed me, and it was ridiculous, but Paris Hilton woulda thought it hotter He cranked dat J-Christ miracle, changin’ blood straight into water. V (Kami Klack): Ay, yo, I gotcha back, Kajin. I just feel like erybody dumpin' shit on me these days. Ain't nothin ever good enough! But I got my own story to tell you... Check it! Does the world hate you? Nah this world hates me, Life is my prison cell and I just wanna fly and be free, Sayin punk nigga they got my ass all paranoid, all strung up on steroids, Caught me unaware boy, They tell me, its just the monsters in my basement, Just the problems I’ve been facin, I’ve got some locks that I’m replacing to the doors I have to go through, Locked up in my phone booth, callin out for help, But my help don’t ever come through, My boss tried to fire me, lyin, keeping an eye on me, When I try to reason, they blow it up outta propriety, My priority is to come and start what I finish, But this world’s got me low down off of haters and snitches. I try to find a balance but my balance keeps switchin, like a light I’m in the darkness and these demon’s are vicious, I’ve had some better days but this Bacardi keeps ringin, But I say fuck it, go take a chug and ever since I’ve been drinkin. V (Kajin Chunsa): Yo! You got some good points and shit! But uhh... Lemme tell you sutt'n else, then we gotta start lookin' up! If we don't, I might slice my own wrists, you know what I'm sayin? For reals, though. LET'S SEE! Positive, positive! I've gotta find a positive; I've gotta stay always positive just like Massacre Mike rockin' it! Mike told me (always stay positive) That would keep me (larger than) life and eventually, something good would gon come out of it! But tell me, how could you run with it When you're caught up and trapped in a dead end? Trust, I been tryin' 22 years and now TeardropZ dead! Knew her since 14, I never wanted to take her to bed, but in times of warfare, she was closer to me than a bitch givin' head! (I'mma hood nigga), and that means I ain't got many friends I usually gotta cut'em off, soon as they make their grand entrance! Fakes in abundance; people who would use and abuse me, even my family seem to have a routine of when they wanna choose me: 2nd string in my ball team? That's understandable! 2nd string in my family? Now, that shit is unforgettable! It's regrettable, barely credible, it's got my head all light and trippy, I ain't blowin' it outta proportion from this Tuaca I'm sippin! My nigga, I ain't Eminem, but it's like I'm stuck in this relapse and it's like I'm gamblin craps cause my life only got a chance And I ain't the leader of G-Unit, so you know it's definitely less than 50; Fuck it, I'm done tryin'! Couldn't find a positive! Played my cards wrong! Tell the dealer to hit me! C (Kami Klack/Kajin Chunsa): Hey, yo man, you can't be givin' up that easily, Kajin! I mean, you know, it ain't worth it! I can't tell ya boy that! You know cause how's he gonna look at me? We in this together, bruh! They say I've got problems; I find myself havin' thoughts often I've got a pistol on my couch and it won't stop squawkin My head's a locked target, I close my eyes hard and I flinch that trigga-finger front and then it's all darkness! The moves I make is nothing to the proof that's fake The more I wait, the more I put the truth at stake and truth is that I wander around ruthless Lookin' for an answer but searchin' remains useless! My friends give 2 shits, and less of even caring I'm at the restaurant drinkin' Pepsi and I'm still preparin of how I can just set a road to the afterlife I got my glock's up, now it's time to grab the knife I got my cigg lit, turn and let the gas ignite I'm seein' angels but'chu say I'm just a bastard, right? We'll see how famous mothafuckers are when takin' flight I'll catch ya later, mixin morphine, vicodin and Sprite! Ending (Kajin Chunsa/Kami Klack): KC: Wait, wait, wait--What the fuck is this bullshit? You're talkin' about keepin' yo head up and optimism and shit, yet you give me this? What the fuck? KK: Hey, well, c'mon man, I'm just givin' you a clear description. Ain't nothin' written in stone; we gotta take life as it comes. It's a hard example. KC: Oyea? Is that right? KK: Yeah! [Glock cocks loudly] Hey, what's that? KC: This is my example for yo ass--Fuck the world, fuck you and fuck this whole rap game--I'm gone! KK: Hey, shit! Kajin, NO! KAJIN! Bang!