Sleeping Giants

Hey John, I'm glad you came

Uh, listen, um, your CDs aren't selling too well

And uh, we need you to start actually rapping

(Okay)

Because we signed you as a rapper

We gave you the money

(Yeah, whatever, I'm seriously gonna get those sales)

I don't care, we need you to rap

Well, I'm trying not to sing, the same old song

But it's the same old people that all wanna sing along, right?

Now open the doors, open the blinds, let in the sunshine

Find a place to rest, deep in their minds

'Cause times are changing but really not

It's just the same old plot, it's just rearranging

Strange days and strange rays invading

Like Red Dawn, but I'm Judd Nelson invading

And to the worse see I don't need a trade

And all of the stress, and the excess is jading

My heart, so I have to get a jump start

So I can really impact the hood, who'd want that?

Now homies keep their hands up

But when they face inner mouths

They gone stand up, and that's real

We all live in a dream and we don't wanna wake up no more

(No matter what is a hit, we up on it)

We all live in a dream and we don't wanna wake up no more

(No matter what is a hit, we stand on it)

Wake up in the morning and it's the same old song

Trying reinvent, reconstruct, reconnect with what's gone

In the wind, and my palm, is a pen and a song

In my head which goes, "Everyone is listening but nobody knows"

The pain, insane game, keeps push, war games, war paint

Underground, available comment is vomit, on the parcel and rim

Commentary, your body buried, unnecessary won't function in a dream

In between the seems, in between my jeans, and my skin lined with jeans

Type a novel in between the lines for the fiends

Rhyme for the teens with a fine taste indeed

Spread your seeds in a grassed out world with a cashed out flow

Probably will need a plow to deduct my style

Talk a fowl to the waste band in case I have to take fans

Hostaging the wasteland, constantly deface man

I feel the same

We all live in a dream and we don't wanna wake up no more

(No matter what is a hit, we up on it)

We all live in a dream and we don't wanna wake up no more

(No matter what is a hit, we stand on it)

(Woke up too late, woke up too late)

(Woke up too late, woke up too late)

So what if I live in a dream, I'd be doin' my thang thang

I wanna sing and continue to slang slang

Head on the desk 'cause I'm tired

But in my world, I don't rest, I just go get

I get up, I get out, I get something

I spit at you, sit up that's my function

I walked in the bar half a man strong

And after I'm gone, I know for song, there'll be armies

But not like Sam's who make harmony

For every picture we take there's none on our knees

I dream of quantities larger than life

And I ain't never sold nothing larger in life

We all live in a dream and we don't wanna wake up no more

(No matter what is a hit, we up on it)

We all live in a dream and we don't wanna wake up no more

(No matter what is a hit, we stand on it)

Hey man, stay up out of mine

Don't be hovering over my shoulder, trying to tell me

What to do, I got my own thing fool you can't wake me