[Beat: Heavy 808s, haunting minor-key synth bells, slow-pacing trap hi-hats] [Intro] Yeah. Static on the TV. Time to disconnect the bloodline. You thought I was still sleep? [Bitch, I’m wide awake.] Yeah. Let’s get it. [Verse 1] Alarm clock bleeding, red on the wall I skipped all the warnings, ignored every call They wanted me docile, they wanted me numb Just another soldier to fall on the drum Picture me crying? Picture me sad? I took all the trauma you handed me, dad And I turned it to static, I turned it to steel Ain’t nothing you selling that’s making me feel. I look in the mirror, the stranger is gone It’s just me and the monster I've been feeding too long You’re used to the puppet, the strings and the show Well, I burned up the theater, nowhere left to go. [Bridge, Beat strips away, just a creeping bassline and heavy breathing] Tick-tock. Watch the hands turn. You wanted me to burn? I became the fire. Every little lie, every wire... Cut. Severed. Done. You’re looking for the old me? He’s dead in the sun. [Chorus] WAKE UP! SHAKE UP! Dust the dirt right off my cup Get my own order and I give a fuck… About none of y’all. WAKE UP! SHAKE UP! Yeah, I cut the heavy cord I’m running my own goddamn accord Get my own order and I give a fuck… Not a single damn on you. ("On you...") Yeah. Zero fucks on you. [Verse 2] You text me your sorrow, you play with the bait You’re fishing for pity, but I’m swimming in hate Not hate for the world, just the poison you bring The leech on the neck and the crown without king I’m paying my dues, but I’m cashing you out I figured you out while you're screaming in doubt. You thought I’d stay down in the dirt where you left me Defeated, depleted, and spiritually empty? Nah. I crawled through the glass and I stepped on the frame I changed up the numbers, I altered the game You’re dialing my digits, but nobody's home I bought the whole building, now I sit on the throne—alone. [Chorus] WAKE UP! SHAKE UP! Dust the dirt right off my cup Get my own order and I give a fuck… About none of y’all. WAKE UP! SHAKE UP! Yeah, I cut the heavy cord I’m running my own god-damn-accord Get my own order and I give a fuck… Not a single damn on you. [Bridge, Beat strips away, just a creeping bassline and heavy breathing] Tick-tock. Watch the hands turn. You wanted me to burn? I became the fire. Every little lie, every wire... Cut. Severed. Done. You’re looking for the old me? He’s dead in the sun. [Outro, Beat drops back in, maximum aggression] Yeah. Get your own order. Stay out of my way. I don't hear a word that you gotta say. Zero. Zip. Done. I give a fuck... About you? Please. Fade to black. [Beat cuts abruptly]
