[Video Intro: Fredro Starr & Sticky Fingaz]
What's up, man?
I'm tired of this graveyard shift, n***a
I'm telling you, man
Got me on him working, motherfucker, in middle of the night in shit
I'm sick of this shit too, n***a
The other day, motherfucker, I'm heard some shit in here
I'm like a: "What a fuck is going on?"
You know, what's up
You get, right?
Hell yeah!
Two nights ago?
Two nights ago!
I heard the same shit
Yo, what some shit going on here, n***a?
I'm telling you, my n***a
It is
We gotta find a new line of work
Well, here we go

[Intro: Fredro Starr]
Y'all n***as must be dead
It's time to wake da fuck up, n***as
What the fuck is it a library in this motherfucka?

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
Before we set it off
Let me put a check of the list
All you bitchass n***as you can rest in peace
My n***as streesed and depressed
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
I'm a mess, i'm dirty, i'm filty, probably guilty
The beast from the East where the beats is obese
Big drums, big drums n***a where Big from
N***a got big guns, don't talk, gun talk to us
This the way we walk in New York, come and walk with us
This a way, hip-hop is in a disarray
This is for my n***as who got a get it the pistol way
Then piss it away on strippers up in Scarlett's
Queens n***as is wild, but Brooklyn is the wildest
Where n***as be robbing shit and rip you for your wallets
Yeah, i got a ghostwriter - Christopher Wallace
So get your rest B.I.G
[Hook x 2: Fredro Starr]
My n***as streesed and depressed
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest

[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz]
You thought I was dead, but I'm alive and kicking
In the hood n***as love me like I'm fried chicken
Sticky Fingaz good my, my nines be licking
And I must be get a money, my palms is itching
Cause when you when you gotta a P99
Every everything is Free.99
Get dumped off get beat out his mind
Fucking with Sticky Fingaz must be out his mind
Are you insane? It's all your fault!
Get bodied over and over again and expecting different results
I don't play games, eat candy, smile or joke
They'll be checking and checking and checking but they ain't getting no pulse

[Hook x 2: Fredro Starr]
My n***as streesed and depressed
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
[Verse 3: Skits Vicious & Jay Reaper]
Skits: Shake 'em up! Shake 'em up! Wake 'em from the dead!
Shine 'em up! Shine 'em up! Half a bald head!
You'll break a fuckin' leg trying to kick it with us
I'll rip your skinny jean limbs off and piss on ya' arms
Jay: Now wake da fuck up! Ya'll n***as suffering from sleep paralysis
I had it with 'em amateurs, fucking with some savages
Feel the cold clutch of the Reaper 'round your neck
If you talk shit - i don't forget. Now who's next?
Skits: Who's next? I'm here to take ya'll with
Get 'em ready for the belly of the beast, we in a graveyard shift
Dro, Stick (Whaddup!) I just licked (Whaddup!)
I don't give (No Fucks!) Put your middle fingers up!
Jay: Put your middle fingers up and say fuck that shit!
Onyx and Dope D.O.D - we fuck 'em up like this
N***as looking for clout, their souls half the price
Well you gon' see enough clouds in the afterlife

[Hook x 2: Fredro Starr]
My n***as streesed and depressed
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest
It's time to wake up from the dead
Ain't no time to rest