you lord. Youll get no sleep from my eyes till she comes home. Youll get no sleep from me Ill sit here and pray alone Youll get no sleep from me Ill
, she knew I'd be hanging with my wilder friends Looking for some other way to fly And three days straight was no big feat To get by on no food or sleep
've just marched a million plus the other day Look we all witnessed the sweat rolling down Ms Liberty's head She knows the sleeping giant is no longer sleeping
again Sending off a glancing kiss, to those who claim they know Below the streets that steam and hiss, The devil's in his hole Oh to sail away, To sandy lands and other
me I push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep
You know what kills me doe them fuckin' numskulls I hate when blacks be clowin' blacks on all these talk shows It's bad enough we shootin' up each other
you cry I'll give you my time to kill But you'll never never Break my will Or I could sink a sleeping pill And in the morning could be Sleeping still
just go hard, do the rope-a-dope ollie shuffle And dance around my opponents, do donuts Sometimes I play possom, like I'm asleep, it's awesome I'm like a sleepin' giant
after one too many fights, He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite So they sleep in the same bed with guns to each others
they don't sleep. Man, South dekalb mall be the crunkiest shit, uh you can roll through buckhead and go to fall on a bitch i'm a giant ass playa i'll
ll put you to sleep Walk into the mountains where the giant's sleeping. He won't be so nice if you disturb his sleep So keep away from places where the
to my feet Niggaz on the block with the rock, they don't sleep Man, South Dekalb Mall be the crunkest shit Or you can roll through Buckhead an' go to fall on a bitch I'm a giant
don't sleep. Man, South dekalb mall be the crunkiest shit, uh you can roll through buckhead and go to fall on a bitch i'm a giant ass playa i'll stomp
And the starving and the scabby The tortured the tortured the tortured I see them at night before I drift During my sleep they gambol and play And chase Balls or Children or Giants
only have ourselves and each other. They have their order and those who impose it. We only have ourselves and each other. It is easy to dismiss those
make ends connect Avenues to check, boulevards to sweat The smell of gunsmoke more common than cigarettes WE GOT clicks for wreck WE LIKE Pits for pets WE GOT Giants
dont talk to God as a matter of fact I plead with At times I hate my reflection and others I?m conceited half the time I?m arrogant other times I?m vengeful
all around did the gods wake up from their drunken sleep, to speed through the heavens and clash with the giants in the greatest battle ever seen. Heads arms and legs of both giant
