
[Intro ā Spoken] Quittingās easy. But waking up? Thatās war. And the alarm clock aināt just noiseā Itās prophecy. [Verse 1] I sat for a second, Felt the weight of the world. But I noticedā A lotta people feel like I do. Eyes crusted, dreams busted, But still I rise. āCause that alarm aināt just a soundā Itās a sign. What you gonna do When you shut it off? Go back to sleep, Or go make something someone needs? [Hook] Leave the weight in yesterday, Give āem a present in the present. Your presence is the gift, So show up like you meant it. Write down whatās holding you down, So you can rise. That alarm clockās a sermonā And this morning is your prize. [Verse 2] I used to dread the ring, Now I treat it like a bell of freedom. Every snooze was a lie, Every wake-up, a reason. I aināt just surviving, Iām designing. Blueprints in my breath, Legacy in my timing. Iām not just here to hustle, Iām here to heal. And every time I show up, I make the fake feel real. [Bridge ā Spoken Word] So if you hear that alarm, Donāt curse it. Bless it. Itās the sound of your second chance. Itās the beat of your becoming. You aināt just waking upā Youāre waking *through*. [Hook ā Repeat] Leave the weight in yesterday, Give āem a present in the present. Your presence is the gift, So show up like you meant it. Write down whatās holding you down, So you can rise. That alarm clockās a sermonā And this morning is your prize. [Outro] So when you hear it ring, Donāt just wakeā Walk. Donāt just moveā Make. This is Felonious Music. Built for the ones Who rise from the rubble And still show love. Amen.

