Wake Up Call
Aesop Lyrics

Wake up, wake up
Hey, it's time to wake up and pay attention

Ayo Percee P, it's time to wake these kids up
Percee P, let's motivate the kids and spur them into action

Word up Aesop Rock, they'd better take their fingers off
People need to stop wasting time and take action

Pause and hit record
Stop what you're doing, listen up, and get ready to record these lyrics

Is you fat cats or lab rats?
Are you contented or unsatisfied with the status quo?

Trails to my steppin got em sweatin flashbacks
My success inspires others to remember their past failures and regret

I played a part of minesweeper, plunking sneakers in my sunken city
I took risks and overcame obstacles to achieve success

Defunct, and apparently examinin' famine, I'm a
I experienced tough times and learned from them

Volatile strobe while your blind spot swallows the globe
I'm unpredictable and unconventional, while the world remains ignorant

Sing to the track and think back
Listen to the music and recall your past experiences

When I was a boy I employed styles exhausted
I tried a variety of things and never gave up

By every lost child at present
I relate to people who are struggling to find their way in life

Normally I drill pillars of normalcy
Usually, I try to conform to society's expectations

You're cordially invited to accompany me
You're welcome to join me and experience my journey

In rotation of the tables to label the opposition
Let's work together to overcome the obstacles that hold us back

As I choose, refusing to evolve with the cold
I'll do things my way and stay true to myself

Rapidly dissolved my involvement in a solvent of soul and roll back
I let go of my past and embraced a new path

Brain trip the Beta weights trap for the slaughter
Don't be fooled by society and get trapped in a life of conformity

Like livestock infected with anthrax
People are being poisoned by society's expectations

On my call a pack or clan snaps, collapsed was the mandatory maze
I'm calling on like-minded people to join me and break free from societal norms

On the fluids ???? and glory days
In the good old days, we appreciated the simple things in life

Desire on the opposite circuit and glorious days
Nowadays, we're too driven by materialism and a desire for wealth

Is glorious hazes of gray spun through my array of operation
Life is full of ambiguity and uncertainty

Slave to idiot box revalations
Don't be a slave to television and its messages

And wrapped tightly in a practice with my colleagues and slackers
Surround yourself with people who share your values and goals

20,000 league nappers and the swelling increases
People are becoming more complacent and apathetic

Once the mortar hit the pestal your whole vessel fell to pieces
Once you wake up and face reality, everything you thought you knew falls apart

And I laughed, I laughed for me and my Starving art family
I'm amused by my own success and my small circle of likeminded individuals

I laughed tangibly, your failures ampin me to vamp fresh
I thrive on my own success and the failure of others motivates me to do better

My mic stabs white flags and drag trembling
My music is powerful and overwhelming

Devil skin-wearers through the terrors of compliance
We're pressured to conform to society in order to succeed

Once the day turns night, senoritas suck the woody like termites
People indulge in vices and hedonistic pleasures at night

And wonder how they got labeled dick-hungry damsels in distress
People are confused by their own behavior and wonder how they ended up addicted to unhealthy pleasures

The all new and improved poetically portable Aesop Rock
I'm still making music and improving my craft

Available in stores with my, highly suggested parental discretion
My music contains mature themes and language

99 brilliant new dimensions
My music is constantly evolving and improving in new ways

I'm not your average man bragging, toe or hand tagging
I'm not an ordinary person who brags about my accomplishments

50 grand bagging, pants sagging, trigger nigga on the bandwagon
I don't fit the stereotype of a wealthy, violent gangster

Huh, I know this nigga named Rickey his girl Nikki want to get with me
I have women who are attracted to me

Says "Stick me just a quickie, lick me and leave a hickie"
These women are seeking instant gratification and aren't worth pursuing

I stick instead of tricking bread in this chickenheads
I don't waste my time on women who are only interested in money

One look and said I ain't shit in bed, she must be licking lead
I'm not intimidated by someone who tries to belittle me

You'd better let your gods recognize the Rhyme Inspector hides
My skills as a rapper are unrivaled and demand respect

And never sweat them lies about me haters check your eyes
Don't believe what others say about me and judge for yourself

One verse, lung burst, as I done first
I'm a skilled rapper who can outdo anyone else

Guns, slums, hearse don't stun Perce, where I'm from's worse (sucker)
I come from a tough environment and have seen worse things than guns, slums, and hearses

My new cuts are hot, bodies chewed up a lot
My new music is fresh and well received

Then flew up the block to a cipher, blew up the spot
My music spread quickly through my community and gained popularity

Stacks of rhymes, ain't a match for mines, tracks and shine
Other rappers can't match my talent and style

Leave you back in time in a ?beeler? still ain't at my prime
I'm constantly improving and getting better with age

I'm a stab your face in, trial and shit is wild
Don't mess with me, I'm not afraid to fight back

I turn the dial, niggas stealing my style
Other rappers try to emulate my unique style

I should file for reparations
I should be compensated for my originality