Sleeping Giants

Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going

I known a lot of people I would call them parasites
Creeping up behind the corner feeding on my appetite
Eating on my apple pie, greeding cause my rappin' tight
I want to stay ahead and so I'm early off to bed tonight
I never thought a song could give me all this loving light
I never met someone I thought could be my only ride
And this is only true, your loving makes me wanna say
I put sunlight in my pocket and I'll be on my way
Hey, no way, now let me wake you when you're sleeping man
Not that tall, but still we'll shake the tree you're living in
Breathing in and out, like a motor to a rocket
Light illuminates, shining directly on the socket
Looking over to the dark side of the planet
My life is beautiful and and so you better understand it
If we demand it, the flow is gonna take you
Higher up the scale of the world, no need to fake it

Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going
Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going

Momma, I can't stop rhyming, no my heart is in vain
Got cats I used to call my friends, now they be dissing my name
They be dissing my fame, cause they be jealous of me
Jealous cause I am what they've been wanting to be
That's like damn, what if I was the same fool
Would've hit 'em in the back of the head I would've lost my cool
That's why I'm staying true to my ways
I never want to be the type of rapper they refer to in clichés
Bittersweet as is the rhyming on the track
And when the timing is good, we'll bring the homies back
We are timeless, don't do it à la mode
While we riding, baby grinding, redefining on the road
You're semi-automatic, theoretic, enigmatical
My rhyming is on point and so they call me systematical
Momma said the vision in my mind is problematical
But feeding of the dark in my past is symptomatical

Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going
Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going

Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going
Baby, tell me what it is
Let me show you what it does
This is something we can take and let me show you where we going going
I want to show you where we're going going