Sleeping Giant Testo

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 word...balls 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 two...it'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.