Alias (USA) - Midgets and Giants. lyrics

[Hook] You are really not all that dope 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) [Verse I] 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 a** 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 k** cops I just want you to think it [Hook] [Verse II] 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, sh**head It was a promotional tool, but not for you, sh**head So let me tell you exactly what to do, sh** head Don't be a fool, stay in school sh** head [Hook] [bridge] But am I really all that fresh? But am I really all that fresh? Yes Yes [Verse III] 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 f**in' feelin' em They need to study lessons and then posse up f** 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 dil*os as a party gag and dilly dally at a women's rally where they lollygag Y'all wear poetry around your neck It's an outdated laminate and they can't make it to sound check?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 pa** "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 f** 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 [Hook]