Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mase
Vocals
Rick Rock
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mason Betha
Songwriter
Ricardo Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Davis
Mixing Engineer
Rick Rock
Producer
Mook
Producer
Greg Morganstein
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh, this is what I sound like after five years
You back, kid
Now why do I feel I still got the flow?
You back, kid, Bad Boy for real, let's go
[Verse 1]
Before '99, I was born again
Five years later and I'm on again
Man, I think I'm born to win
Me broke? That's a oxymoron
Forget a bus, I bought a drop to tour on
G-4 is what I soar on, uh
You thinkin' I ain't hot, you so wrong
Sorry for the prolong, but now life goes on
Long list of hits and it goes on
I wake up, and I don't even feel like a star
And man, I'm gettin' a million a bar
Indeed, I need not take no lie
Man, y'all gon' make me cry
It's kinda eerie when you hear me, your hair stand up
Been a change of plan, rip your old plan up
Instead of hatin', help me lift the big man up
As we proceed
[Chorus]
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
[Verse 2]
Some days I make thousands, some days I make millions
Spend my day chillin', coupes with suede ceilings
Everybody out there wanna know what Ma$e got
Way hot, gray drop Maybach, gray yacht
And that's just the way it be
Favor, people wanna pay for me
When I'm in Mr. Chows, they waive the fee
And I don't chase money, man, money chase me
I give my wife things that she dream and more
I give a little bit, and she fiend for more
I'm back like Moses to bring the law
Brand new Saint Ma$e in mean velour
I had bling before you ever seen the tour
Fans from Iran to Singapore
And grown men beg me to bring them on tour
Even if it mean they gotta sleep on the floor
Let's go
[Chorus]
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
[Verse 3]
I used to be the guy, stood next to Diddy
Crucified for bringin' sex in the city
Even though the girls think I'm extra pretty
How I know? I ain't got no extra with me, oh
With a fist-tight flow, with a wrist like whoa
What if this might blow? Ain't no "if I", no
I'm the man that planned a way
This ain't my life, I don't plan to stay
Put up a good fight like it's Mandalay
Hate the game, but it made a man of me
Gone for a while, it's like I ran away
God time now, and I don't plan to play
I'm only here for the one thing you lack
To make DJ scratch, "Is he, is he back?"
Kids in the hood stutter, "It's a, it's a fact"
It's the kid resurrected, it's a, it's a wrap
As we proceed to give you what you need
[Chorus]
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
[Chorus]
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Awake these people up
And show them they keep dreamin'
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Breathe, stretch, shake, let it go
Written by: Mason Betha, Ricardo Thomas