Rehab, Killer Mike - Sleeping Giant lyrics

Brooks: Let me see
When you talk when you talk into that
Little Girl: Uh huh?
Brooks: That thing right there
Little Girl: Um hmm
Brooks: It makes your voice come out
Little Girl: Ohh
Brooks: They can hear it in there
Little Girl: A Ohhh! Brooks: Hee Hee Hee Hee
Little Girl: (Laughs)
Killa Mike: You are now
Witnessing the collaborative effort
Of Buford Highway's finest Brooks Buford my
Main man, Warner Robbins own Danny Boone and
Me, I'm Killa kill from Atlasville
Better known as Killa Mike ha ha
This's how we bring it heard?
I'm wild up in school, act a fool
It's over, I hate you Brooks, you suck cool
My DJs name Detail he's neat
Your ass get beat all down the street


If you can't move to this
Then you ain't got feet
Ain't nobody that can pull it the way
That I be bringin' it raw
Stingin' it, singin' and rippin' your jaw
And bustin' rhymes all of the
Time follow the leader
Be the MC if you ever try to
Get with the B double O-N-E, uh
You talk about it, say what
The way we live it, yeah
You walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
We're in the sky, say what a mile high, yeah
Flying the winds like a falcon
And you ain't that fly
Don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it
And don't be scared this is
Just what you wanted
And you have all woke up the giant
His name is Truth and he's
Crushin' all your lyin'
Yeah, I'm rollin' through the halls
One wordballs
I'm handling business, power lunches
Conference calls pulled up on the go-ped
Sittin' on chrome three's
I smell disease, knockin' out MCs
My rhymes be jumpin' out bushes and trees
Hey, how in the hell are you
Doing out there in radio land?
This is Danny Boone many moons ago
I started rippin' the microphone
And been doin' it ever
Since makin' mince meat
Of MCs that can't get with this
Don't cross fence
You talk about it, say what
The way we live it, yeah
You walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
We're in the sky, say what a mile high, yeah
Flying the winds like a falcon
And you ain't that fly
Don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it
And don't be scared this is
Just what you wanted
And you have all woke up the giant
His name is Truth and he's
Crushin' all your lyin'
One two, one twoit's murder
I'm thirteen, smokin' green
In a stolen Chevelle with the gangsta lean
Dippin through the swas, cook jelly beans
Crunk enough to be on methanphedemines
Got a girl, sixteen, I'm court teens
So fresh so clean in my creased jeans
Silk shirt, three finger ring gleeming
With a fifth of Jim Beam, I'm an A-town king
Hey, you just a hop, skip and a jump
From gettin' dropped in a d'emptsy dumpster
Punk, you can not even handle the truth
So I bring it to you 'cause I know
You have nothing to bring at me i, I, I
You talk about it, say what
The way we live it, yeah
You walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
We're in the sky, say what a mile high, yeah
Flying the winds like a falcon
And you ain't that fly
Don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it
And don't be scared this is
Just what you wanted
And you have all woke up the giant
His name is Truth and he's
Crushin' all your lyin'
You talk about it, say what
The way we live it, yeah
You walk around it, say what
'cause Rehab give it, yeah
We're in the sky, say what a mile high, yeah
Flying the winds like a falcon
And you ain't that fly
Don't sing it bring it, don't front it run it
And don't be scared this is
Just what you wanted
And you have all woke up the giant
His name is Truth and he's
Crushin' all your lyin'
Little Girl: All good goodbye