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Sleeping Giant Confession

Bind my hands, I stand at the gates of hell Though you defy me flames, I deny you death itself You and I make confession I feel that rain fall down Let

sound Where that lye at? I blow blunts backwards nigga try that Expose these hi-hats to my raps When my gat blow it's more than just about rap Strong hand the Giant

We'll prey on the weak And you may walk through the river run dry You may strike down the giant with stone And you may never again speak a lie Confess

We'll prey on the weak And you may walk through the river run dry You may strike down the giant with stone And you may never again speak a lie Confess