Wake Up Lyrics - This Is Not A Test - Missy Elliott

Eh yo Hov, tell em, hip hop betta wake up 

Yeah, turn the muhfuckin music up 

Yeah, turn the muhfuckin music up 

Motherfuckers betta wake up, stop sellin crack to the black 

Hope you bought a spare for your flat 

Cant accept me talkin real facts 

Down the hill like Janet Jack, i speak what yah weak mind lacks 

Yah heard that 

Im creative to the fullest what you talkin bout Willace cause your talkin Never kill it 

I hear but dont fill it, down we realest 

Yah just weet me in the in the village 

Yeah im a down diva done niva 

Ya'll not see her he don sqeeze into a wife beater 

Yep im a top leader 

I got the Martin Luther King fever, ima feed yah what yah teacher need to breat yah 

Its time to get seious 

Black people all areas who gon' carry us it aint time to bury us 

Cause music be our first love, say i do lets cherish it 

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If you dont gotta gun (its alright) 

If yah makin legal money, (its alright) 

If you gotta keep yah clothes on, (its alright) 

You ain't got a cellular phone, (its alright) 

And yah wheels dont spin, (its alright) 

And you gotta wear them jeans again, (its alright) 

Yeah if you tried oh well, (its alright) 

MC's stop the beef lets sell, (its alright) 

Hip hop betta wake up, the bed to make up 

Some of ya'll be faker than a dragon make-up 

Got issues to take up before we break up 

Like Electra let go miss Selida Baker 

I love Jocob, the jury wont fix my place up 

Gotta stay up, studio nice to cake up 

Now check my flava, rich folks is now my neighbors 

I got cable, now check it how i make my paper 

Hip hop dont stop be my life saver 

Like Kobe and Shaq if they left Lakers 

And like a elevator dj on a cross fader 

Black wake up i'll see yah ass later 

Photos 

I need rims that dont listen and boomin system 

First piece of change i see im gon' get one 

745 no license to drive 

I aint even gotta home i gots to live in my ride, fuck it 

(Rewind) 

I can hear myself but i cant feel myself 

I wanna feel myself like Tweet 

745 no license to drive 

I aint even gotta home i gots to live in my ride, fuck it 

Couple of karats in my ear wont hurt 

Need a nice chain layin on this thousand $ shirt 

Evisu Jeans cover the rectum, i kick game just like David Beckham 

Anybody in my way i wet them 

Ima be this way until the cops come catch em 

To detective sketch em on the sidewalk wit chalk New Yorks infections 

Till i got taught a lesson 

Couple niggaz gone couple wink corrections 

And Marie got 10, Tie got 15 nigga even my kin 

Got 5 years bringin 19 in, i just think i used to think like them 

Now they gotta live through the pictures that i send em in the pen 

Hope you dont start yah life where i end 

WAKE UP