Wake Up Lyrics

Wake Up by Concept Of Thought

• It’s just another day
• Wasting change
• Trying to get to grips with this
• Tipsy kids still spitting sick when his lips are stitched
• If you’re shit, you’re getting binned quick
• Like a bit of liquorice inside a Pick-n-Mix
• I’m sick of it
• Stop the bickering cause nobody is listening
• And if you’re wack you’re gonna get snapped like a brittle stick
• Penning raw
• I’m forming a metaphor, clever draw
• Concept Of Thought, we’re forever raw
• See a severed corpse fall from the heavens’ court
• Man I beckon storms when I stand next to falls
• It’s the Devil’s war, time to surrender
• For crimes been committed and my mind’s the offender
• Slice of dementia
• Roll dying with a vengeance
• Is it luck or is just divine intervention?
• Life is descending
• Five dimensions collide when I light up a Benson
• It’s time for my meds soon

• I’m nothing special
• In fact I’m a normal kid
• That likes to write rhymes at night when I’m bored of shit
• Bored of this, shitty little town I’ve been brought up in
• If this weren’t reality, I would have bought some wings
• Strapped ‘em to my back and flown straight to where the border is
• I ain’t talking shit man, I’m raw like abortion is
• Or torching an orphanage
• I want more than this
• Feeling boxed in like contortionists
• My story is
• I was born to spit, grab my sword and grip
• I’ve got more to give
• Every thought I think is stored in this strange little brain of mine
• My frame of minds’ debating life
• I ain’t afraid to laugh
• I aint’ afraid to cry
• So raise your glass and I‘ll raise the mic
• I wanna take hip hop to a greater height
• And take pride in the way I write
• To the sky
• All around the world to the stage and glide

• I’ve been searching
• Write my verse in third person
• I’m learning
• Time my life, I burn perspect
• No one ain’t perfect
• Working ain’t worth it
• And I worked that out
• On my day job, the rain drops
• Splattered on my feet
• I’ve learnt two things you’ll never find
• Happiness for free
• The other’s undiscovered from the pattern in my speech
• Just another case of matching my defeat
• Trapped inside the scene if you’re acting by the sea
• Change your ways and I stay the same faith
• Play the game and the day to make haste
• Spray your name up on trains to make mates
• If you crave the fame then it’s basic
• You gotta go against the grain
• Because the iller the written raps, the bigger the scene claps
• C.O.T. we bringing it back
• So what what
• C.O.T. we bringing it back

• Yo, it’s just another day for rituals and routines
• Another day of sunbeams and moonbeams on horizons, sights are too deep
• Another day for peeps to populate streets
• Another day for business men on tubes rocking a tie and a two piece
• Another day to open my eyes, direct my sight to the skies
• To see it’s pissing down, man it’s gloomy
• Another day to think: ‘fuck work, make a call, pull a sickie,
• sit in my pants and watch B-grade movies’
• Another day to blaze skunk
• Another day to get drunk
• Another day to eat junk
• Another day to make love
• But that’s it, if you reflect upon it honestly
• I’m sick of all these deep and meaningful philosophies
• Cause man was an ape
• Ape became man
• Man became twats
• Wackness began, yeah?
• God was a twat if he existed and that
• Man I’m sick of all this deep evangelistical crap
• Just another day for junkies to score their fix
• Just another day for paedos to perve on kids
• Just another day for Scissortongue to flip some scripts
• Another day for Hollyoaks at half past six
• Another day for every godforsaken clock to tick
• Another day for semi-skimmed on my Weetabix
• Another day to get my penis licked by some sleazy chick
• Till I’m creaming jizz on her greasy tits
• For real

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