[Intro: DJ scratching]

Ah, here we go

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I know I'm an emotionally disturbed person

People think I'm talkin' to myself when I'm rehearsin' on the rhyme

A mass productionist of mass production, matador, pan it more to the left, there you go

Minimize the synthesizer, wiser when I wind up for the pitch

But I don't pitch a bitch cause sales get derailed and towed

He owed an abundance of cash, damn, I let it go, he was my man

I tried to trust him but I busted him twice in my trash can and I'm askin'

I don't need psychology to see the dichotomy in me

Knew something was fishy but I'm better than wishy-washy or topsy-turvy

It kinda irked me that I caught him sleeping 'cause I try to be wide awake

But he slows it down so I can't dilate and show that I'm bigger than that

But I also have to consider the fact that opposed to him not being the right peeper, I'm a light sleeper

[Chorus]

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, don't sleep

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, wake up

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, wake up

I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

[Verse 2]

So what do it mean when I reach maturity and still see that I'm not the mayor of my mayonnaise

The master of my milieu, at least I have a swing and a few things on my mind

It's never a good nighty night, just a rise 'n' shine, why's the rhyme so important?

Why do I have to be so potent and blow the microphone without choking?

I don't, I'm arrogant and outspoken

Mouth no token, I'm just a roustabout

I have a house and clout but I don't come tight

But it's routine since few fiend for true hip-hop

It's a trip when I drop my style and forget it and forget where I got it from

And how I got 'em sprung 'cause I'm stuck on myself and I depend on my luck and wealth for health matters

So I don't explode with stress, I'll serve you an elf platter

They'll tell me that my shit is fatter than the first but I'm a light sleepin' rapper in a hearse

[Chorus with variations]

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, don't sleep

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, wake up

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, wake up

[Verse 3]

I don't wear sarongs in my songs, I diss the skirts in verses

And I used to measure my demeters with clever pentameters

But I bounced like a pogo and I'm solo with the Hobos

A nocturnal colonel in a journal

I put fly kids' eyelids to rest a detour for deep sleep when I freak beats

I snap like a defective contraceptive and my sleep will be light

So you'll know that I'm tight

[Chorus with variations]

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, don't sleep

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, wake up

But I'm a light sleeper, I'm a light sleeper

Wake up, wake up