Giant Steps

[Verse 1: Blu] Yo, check it Rugged as God one, I advise you not to stand beside her Native tongue, surprised I didn't sign to Tribe You trying to block me out my blind side? Mind's eye, why try, wise guy? You Got It Made, Special Ed, but nothing's special, bust that special bed, oh yeah She knew the ledge, she was the extra-special head I'm counting bread-baskets, weed brownies trying to out-rap you You put that pencil on that pistol boy, that lead'll catch you Bad combo, lettuce and ketchup, let us catch you slippin' Red crippin', my nigga you color purple Oh yeah you Oprah Winfrey, I'm [?], I squirt the mustard on you All Davinci, ultra-[?] I must murk you, Steve Urkel blowing weed circles You couldn't imagine if I unmasked true virtue Forever Blu, and you forever blow Just cause you let us know you next to Blu, I'm still forever Blu Red carpets, still they let us through Oh yeah we tailor too, oh yeah, except the shoe and 'gator boots Chuck tee's on me, crush these phonies They don't want beef, nah, they lunch meat baloney We sitting on cheese like pepperoni, except [?] Uh, one true master of the ceremony [Hook] Big giants man, word up You can't compare to the status right here [Verse 2: Bishop Lamont] Naturally I'm a comic, but naturally born psychotic Highly skilled, constantly built like the mutants in Marvel Comics Bishop mixed with Forge, cannons like Valley Forge American revolution yeah, Comrade George Every line I rhyme is mine, my signature's never forged 'Cause no matter how rich you get, respects you can't afford No flux capacitors, so the past I passed, always moving forward Visionary? Yes, very, but my abilities tend to vary Edgar Cayce, Ramanujan, let's leap with more solutions Before I jump on your geronimo, [?], I've with the movement Give praise to the Last Poets, reference point to what I'm doing Rappers say they've got a movement, nah pal that's just your bowels moving Don't talk pooping unless you healing the ghetto with some home improvements Feeding the babies, feeding the schools, and making the change on the daily Say you love your hood but you not? Then nigga you sound crazy Giant's step's my stride nigga, always remain ginormous Can hop, skip and see all sides of the world's four corners Make a gargantuan goliath like them Nephilims, godly We titans Anunnaki Looming over your city like the Jackson 5, but bigger, no glitter Pour pounds[?] of pain, rivers of acid rain on you niggas Can you feel it? Nothing can save ya' [Hook] Big giants man, word up On the next level Pay homage, acknowledge the best [Verse 3: Torae] Uh, let's get to it, bring 'em the best music Beautifully blessed bars you can blast in the brown Buick Asking the rest who is, the truest of all The mirror said "It's Toraeezy", then it fell off the wall I never fell off at all, I fell back to record Until an I.A. logo from Commissioner Gordon Shine in my city, and really been no Shyne in my city Since the nigga blew trial [?] signin' with Diddy Straight out the gutter like Britney, had nothing like Whitney So fuck faith like I'm Biggie, let's get richer than 50 or die trying If y'all shared the truth, then try lying If they don't ride for you, then try driving Shots firing, at anyone feeling some type of way Sincerely yours nigga, Rich Homie Rae Listen, without hyping in the press, but I write, bring 'em direct Torae, Skyzoo, Blu, we're titans in the flesh [Hook] Big giants man, word up Living legends spit fire, uh [Verse 4: Skyzoo] Supply you the holy [?], like I'm stretching the talk And provided the only difference is the steps on the ball I rap like if you was tying up and catching your arm My timing is Rolie-driven, not a second'll pause Wait for it, you listen to me with your browser going Where Google is cliffnotes, and you read with you mouth open like "Oh, I get I now, throwing a triple round is like three meanings, and three reasons to king him now" They say the crown is weighty, but worth it if it should take me Where I know that I been at, but perhaps they gotta rate me And when putting the rankings together they know the daily is Me, and four others, single-handedly place me, but still From the side of the street where iron speaks And pussy still falls out the sky like I'm a sheik The makings of a king and a [?] forevermore The titans on the run for this money like Eddie George One time [Hook] Big giants man, word up Legendary worldwide Big giants man, word up Making big moves Never fake your moves [Outro] Big big giants Big big big big gia-giants Gia-gia-giant Gia-gia-giant Gia-gia-giant Gia-giants Gia-giant Gia-giant Gia-gia-gia-giants Gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-giants Gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-gia-giants