Wake up America!
I’m feeling some way, when I listen to YE!
Wake up America!
I’m feeling some way, when I listen to YE!
Wake up America!!
Wake up America!

Wake up America!
Wake up America!

Wake up America!
I’m feeling some way, when I listen to YE!
He spit that fire, Through the wire, I felt his pain that day,
When his momma passed, he got whiplash,
No time to grieve, chase the cash, avoid anotha crash,

I understand,,,, I don’t understand, the void you feel inside,
Props to you man, how you stand, (even though) you’re  vilified,

Don’t get it twisted, he still a man ya dig!
Fallable, flawed, husband and a father of kids!

HowevA!!!!
4 hundred years!
4 hundred years!
4 hundred years!
4 hundred years!

choice....WHAT?! You gonna make me raise my voice.

They got raped, whipped and maned and stripped of their voice.
So you gonna, step on their names and spit on their graves

You’re rhetoric, is killing us mayne and Joker insane!
You’re etiquette, is killing the game, where’s your brain?
You betta get, a hold of your tongue, stop bumping your gums,
Etcetera, I’m not.....trying to New York son ya
But the fellas got their arms crossed, brotha you stunned us,
I’m not ...Ready to hit the red button 
Just quite yet,

Understand I’m praying for you and a clear mind set!


Verse 2

Wake up America!
I’m feeling some way, when I listen to YE!
Wake up America!
I’m feeling some way, when I listen to YE!
Wake up America!!
Wake up America!

Wake up America!
Wake up America!

Wake up America!
I’m feeling some way, when I listen to YE!
We’re confused with some of your views, we want you to be ok,
Look around, suicide is every 12.8,
That’s lives in the M.A.G.A...United States,

You’re not the only one, who’s dealt with depression,
How about 25 million...now that’s depressing

And that’s in one year, one year!!
Not two, not three, ye in one year!!


Who do you think you are, you just might utter,
I’m Mr. Doo Work far from a regular brotha
Son of the most high, who created the blue skies, gave us our bright minds,
Is time, created the end times, gave us a life line, Apex..of the incline,
Source of the tree vine, divine, don’t want you to be blind, end up like Housewine, (Amy Winehouse)


You have a voice and the people listen,
Hear me out, deep down bro, you know what’s missing, (Jesus Walks)

History reads his story, created your story,
No allegory, we are made, to give him the glory,

The world is opting out And we Dwell in a mess,
We lost X, by our own,  what a senseless death!

Dang

08 Why

Andy Dooley

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