Wake Up

Wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up
You've been asleep too long
Wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up
Look what's going on
Wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up
Want my freedom and my soul
Pray for me mama, pray
Pray for me mama, pray

Wake up to war, fifth on the drawer, been here before
Feds at the door, hands on the wall, been here before
My family grew up in the projects
They made a movie 'bout my projects
We had to hustle with no option
Nighttime, broad day, 'til the cops come
I never smiled in years, I lost my peers and my heart got holes
They wanna take away my freedom and my soul
Clap for me
For all the good times, and all the bad times
For all the good times, and all the bad times

I know you want me to work for you
That's why you been working overtime
I won't let you win, I'll just walk away
Can you wash away my sins, oh lord
Prophet of the projects
Making profit in the projects
That's the feds pulling up
Like nigga I'll shoot, don't run
I know that you don't like me 'cause I'm from
A neighborhood with black peeps, guns, and drugs
We came from nothing, all we got is us
Where is the love, where is the love, where is the love

Pray
Wake up in the morning, pray
Get down on your knees and pray
(pray for me mama, pray)
Baby make sure that you pray for me
Pray
When I'm down and out (pray for me)
When I'm out of town (pray)
When I'm not around (pray for me)
Pray
Pray
Pray
(open your eyes and see)
Pray for me
Pray
Pray for me
Pray
Pray for me