| «And now my friends, let the trumpets sound
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| Let the bells ring, let the drums roll
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| Lay out the red carpet, (scratched) here he comes»
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| A giant in the mental, anything else is half as cease
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| Whenever in doubt, I break out with a masterpiece
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| Thoughts are kept in my head, they’re never written down
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| I start getting down, opponents are sitting down
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| Chill, and be a witness, this LP with slamming tracks
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| In fact yours is hitless
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| Step on the scene, get mean cause I’m the Jolly Green
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| Go ahead and doubt me, but you probably fiend
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| Put out a head or two after which you’ll need medical
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| Attention, did I mention Showbiz is incredible?
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| The Rain Man, scoop your girl with a gameplan
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| Hit her up, did her up, now Dre’s the main man
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| Stick y’all, thick like a brick wall
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| Take a quick fall, aww shit y’all
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| Let’s flirt, let’s see who has the best work
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| Whether the ladies, the mic, the fights, Dre is an expert
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| Come on strong but not gentle
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| Just remember, I’m a giant in the mental
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| Hold the press cause I ain’t trying to hear the rest
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| You’ll get bucked down if you even try to fuck around
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| I’m at my show, my crew is thick
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| Never lacking, I’m always packing, plus I’m looking dip
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| Front all you want cause I dig the trigger
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| 5'3″ but I’m liver than a bigger nigga
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| And don’t doubt my potential
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| I’m a giant in the mental when you play the instrumental
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| Ain’t a nigga in his place that can fuck with this
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| ?Slopping to chuck? |
| to tell a man to step up to this
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| And watch him drop, faster than a free fall
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| To be a giant you don’t really have to be tall
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| Rapper that thought I was dope, yeah they had sense
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| The ones that thought I was weak, now they past tense
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| You can’t phase or amaze me
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| Not O.G. |
| or Kool G., I’m A. G
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| You were definite, but now you’re not sure
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| Cause you never heard the lyrics of a giant before
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| In the mental
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| I keep it true and soon I’ll be known as a fat star
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| You wanna go nine yards? |
| You can’t go that far
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| Chill, you step in the ville, we be wildin'
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| Throw your hads up, you’ll end up in a Fiji island
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| Thoughts are faded, I made it, you hate it
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| The way I kept this, step to this and get assassinated
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| That’s what you’ll get, but I won’t let
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| You get in my face cause you must be a space cadet
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| On your mark get set, matter fact, no better yet
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| Brothers who clock Z’s will catch the whole alphabet
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| Get with these, nigga please, throw your toys up
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| You’d better get street smart and call your boys up
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| Tell 'em who I am, whoever they’re supposed to be
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| Pads and projects, that’s where I mostly be
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| There’s a phone, you’d better start dialing
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| A on my chest, no it don’t stand for Alvin
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| You can step to, but you won’t get through
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| Rapper that are gifted are still twisted into pretzels
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| Do it for fun, cause he’s more like a? |
| Harvey R?
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| Took what I wrote and get broke like a Barbie doll
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| I’m hitting hard, and what does my card say?
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| I’m unstoppable, you have to find out the hard way
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| We can play, but don’t say «Let's get technical»
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| Dre’s designed to be like a wrecking crew
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| A professional, exceptional
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| And watch who you’re stepping to
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| Cause if you step this way, you’re sure to be done by Dre
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| Andre’s a Giant, that’s what some would say
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| I nifty, I’m great, I’m wise, many come after that
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| Since I’m a suprise, I’m one good Cracker Jack
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| Thoughts maintain in my brain, don’t use a pencil
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| More than hype, but I’m a giant in the mental |