Verse
Good morning
I'm gonna create my plans
I don't imagine, why do i lose my chance?
My hangova will surround me
Motherfucking spirits
They have found me
Listen to my verse when i destroy my pause
Because i am about to get drunk
I can't complain, i can't explain
My ability is dead, i don't forget my name
So stop screaming, my ears are sick
You must hear my rhymes that i wanna kick
You all hurt my soul, because i am weak
Im weak, im weak, im weak, im weak
And i don't stop
No gimmicks, this is my skill
If you like my wisdom, no philosophy
I chill
Everybody knows, my soul is so black
My skin is so white
Quiet Man is sad

Chorus
Wake up
You gotta wakе up
Wake up
You gotta wake up
Wake up
You gotta wakе up
Wake up
You gotta wake up