Sage Francis - Midgets and Giants. lyrics
[Sage Francis - Midgets and Giants. lyrics]
You are really not all that dope
No no no no no no
(Shooting all the midgets and I'm
Shooting all the midgets) no no no no no no
(Shooting all the midgets and I'm
Shooting all the Giants)
You read me all wrong, fellow
You need to do your research
An emcee with a 4-song demo
And you've got t-shirts? Hell no
I don't want to do a cd trade
I want to see your made-for TV DJ fade
Into the rave scene it seems
He just came from
Glow sticks and energy drinks
Getting hyped up on white stuff
Never meant to be sniffed you like dust?
I might bust your whole family
But y'all ain't hippie chicks
And pixie sticks ain't nose candy
You're servin' bags with herbal magic
Sellin' placebos to too many people
Got your girl's ass kicked
Your lady got overpowered and you
Got played sellin' baby powder
It's over-the-counter drug trade
Oh, you a big shot? Now you hip-hop?
Shall I stop? Nah, I think not
I rip shop like parking tickets
Use sling shots to target bigots
Cause I don't really kill cops
I just want you to think it
DJ Undercutter
He wants to feed his turntable scraps
To MC Hollywood who's only fly
Until his cable snaps
He's a rapper thinking battles
Were a meal ticket
Came time for the album and
He couldn't write real lyrics
8 Mile wasn't true, shithead
It was a promotional tool, but not for you
Shithead
So let me tell you exactly what to do
Shit head don't be a fool, stay in school
Shit head
But am I really all that fresh?
But am I really all that fresh? Yes
Yes
Fake friends ain't got nothing to
Do with my world
If you ain't dead, you ain't a suicide girl
You can tattoo that to your
Back with the broken wings
Then hope for the best while
You jump from buildings
I wanna levitate like the
Featherweights huffin' helium
And float outta this place if
I ain't fuckin' feelin' em
They need to study lessons and then posse up
Fuck an apprentice
I've got more firepower than Donald Trump
BB Gun, one hand on the pump
When I run outta' ammo Imma
Slap shot this hockey puck
Soccer moms are copulatin' with hockey dads
Housewives wear maternity dresses
Like body bags
They pull out novelty dildos as
A party gag and dilly dally at a women's
Rally where they lollygag
Y'all wear poetry around your neck
It's an outdated laminate and they can't
Make it to sound check?
You wave your new jack flags like a late pass
"Oh, they ain't all that bad"
Nah, they just fake jacks
They've got a new street slang?
Oh, I'll keep current
No command of language but they act
Like they're deep cuz of it
Fuck a Def Poet and all
The concessions they make
I just filled another pinata with demo tapes
I'm gunnin' for you, chump
With a triple barrel shotgun
Don't try to cover up
My nipple grabs are Awesome
Shooting all the midgets and I'm
Shooting all the midgets
Shooting all the giants and I'm
Shooting all the giants
Yo, peep this, La di da di
I hate party people
Hate the way the DJ just plays
Pop when he drops the needle
I don't want to socialize with guys
That I can't speak to
Or women who are see through
Cause I don't need to