[Intro] I just took a piss in the booth Ooh, it feels so good Hu hu hu-hu-hu hah [Verse 1] FE FI FO FUM Man the giant's mowing through, yo I don't need a f**ing gun You better run like the makeup on a crying chick Son you's a friar, put on your apron You're a sissy small-fry, you're fired (you're fired!) Trump card ain't even worth a dime, or a lick Get caught up in a rat trap, "Trap-A-Snitch" (back, back) Give me 50 yards in inches (hut hut hike!) I'm scrambling to hit your wallet, or what's in your pockets Picked like a hot dropped piece of sh**, dawg I'm bananas like the clips of AKs Tech nine in the busted whip, bumping Something you ain't heard of Disgusting percussion pumping ba** (ba**!) Like I'm a dealer, when I'm realer Your neighborhood public enemy Deading me 'cause I'm rolling E's Cuz, there's about ten of me Dreading me living in ease and misdemean's To facing felonies, like getting set up by Hating b**hes like Bill Bellamy That's how you get played, n***a [Hook 1] I'm a giant All I want is those big bucks Big game to hunt, dummy Not talking that green stuff Or sticky substances to roll up No more spliff puff I just drink liquor and take shots At big bucks, big bucks All I want is those big bucks Big game to hunt, dummy Not talking that green stuff Or sticky substances to roll up No more spliff puff I just drink liquor and take shots, shots [Verse 2] FE FI FO FUM I'm surrounded by who*es They're all the size of dwarves Hi hoe, hi hoe, hi hoe Off to work they go With their digger antics, country mathematics That's country minus the o, in addition to tits and a**es Assets used for such and such She puts the s** in succubus Claiming that she is not a s*ut But 'bad b**h' when she is slurping nuts (f**ing s*ut) I call it like I see if your number is 10 and up Guarantee she ain't counting the dicks she done s**ed-ed up Or threesomes, or the time she was kissing b**hes then licked it up Blame it on the alcohol? Then blame it on the lack of p**y-hole when A pushes B's sh** in When he's serving a bid in a hole Whoa, treat 'em like an animal Guys know when they're willing to wife a woman Don't mean to spite you When I'm thinking wifey material, s*ut, it is not you Because 'good things come to those who wait' Just wasn't like you [Hook 2] I'm a giant Me no likey no big s*ut Big doe to hunt, mami Not talking that green stuff Or sticky substances to roll up No more spliff puff I just drink liquor and take shots At big s*uts, big s*uts Me no likey no big s*ut Big doe to hunt, mami Not talking that green stuff Or sticky substances to roll up No more spliff puff I just drink liquor and take shots, shots [Verse 3] Money and p**y chasin' is running this generation Degradation of veneration of the holy 'Golden-ages' A demonstration of self-loathing, hateration and holleration Patiently waiting for this slaveship to Syncopation in operation, inauguration of my frustration President is black, so can we get a standing ovation? Obliteration of segregation? Is this a house n**i running a severed nation? Which side will he give an oration? [Monologue: Rich White Man] Ah! The American Dream Partying all night (party) f**ing everybody (f**, f**, f**) And becoming filthy rich (Cha-ching) And not having to worry about anyone (Nope) Or anything (I don't think so) but yourself Does that equate to wealth? (I think so) Not likely, so I try to do the right thing like Spike Lee....SIKE! [Hook 1 and 2] [Verse 3]