Texty:
Sleeping Giant King Of Kings

my horrible choices from me. I know your name, in my reality; I have no choice I will declare what you mean to me. Holy one King of Kings. They see the

years later but still had the juice My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C'

shut Yo Fuckin Mouth, Before I zip it up, Say Fuck Rap Fuck Interscope, Take my contract and rip it up Aftermath's Bad Boy Like BIG and Puff The Giant can't sleep

the crowd To seek the man whose pointing hand, The giant step unfolds With guidance from the curving path, That churns up into stone If one bell should ring, in celebration for a king

real street criminals Regime generals Mash for the most And we sell it for the minimum We Regime alliants With appetites of giants Hungry as some lions We the kings

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

room for its King While you were sleeping While you were sleeping United States of America Looks like another silent night As we?re sung to sleep by

day come Yesterday we were Kings Can you tell me young ones Who are we today [Nas: Verse 1] The black oasis Ancient Africa the sacred Awaken the sleeping giant

make me spaz like bobcats on booze A hyperactive juice that only I can produce And fuel a giant drill, bore straight into Hell Releasing ancient demons from their sleep