[Intro: Heavy footsteps. Knuckles cracking. Metal scraping across concrete.] "Hey." [Pause.] "You're in my way." [Deep bass kicks in.] [Verse 1] Big boots, thick hands, built like a wall, Everybody acts tough till I answer the call. You got a little weapon? You think that's enough? Come a little closer, let's see how tough. I don't need to run, I don't need to chase, I can walk real slow and still take your place. You can scream for the guards, you can call your crew, But once I get my hands on you— [Sound of someone being grabbed.] "UP YOU GO." [Beat slams.] [Chorus] PICK YOU UP, THROW YOU DOWN, WHO'S THE BIGGEST IN THIS TOWN? GRAB YOUR COLLAR, LIFT YOUR FEET, YOU DON'T GET TO CHOOSE WHEN WE MEET. TASER FLASH? THAT'S CUTE. PULL THAT TRIGGER, WATCH ME MOVE. YOU CAN FIGHT, YOU CAN RUN, BUT WHEN I GRAB YOU, YOU'RE DONE. [Verse 2] One-forty health, still standing tall, You hit me with a taser, barely feel it at all. Stun stick swinging? Better swing it right, 'Cause I'm still walking when you lose the fight. You got your orders, got your gear, Funny how you look so small from here. I don't need a hammer, don't need a blade, My hands are enough for the mess I've made. Three seconds hanging in the air, Three seconds wondering if anybody cares. Then you hit the floor, hear the whole room shake, Now tell me, was that a smart mistake? [Beat drops to a low rumble.] "Get up." [Pause.] "I wasn't finished." [Chorus] PICK YOU UP, THROW YOU DOWN, WHO'S THE BIGGEST IN THIS TOWN? GRAB YOUR COLLAR, LIFT YOUR FEET, YOU DON'T GET TO CHOOSE WHEN WE MEET. TASER FLASH? THAT'S CUTE. PULL THAT TRIGGER, WATCH ME MOVE. YOU CAN FIGHT, YOU CAN RUN, BUT WHEN I GRAB YOU, YOU'RE DONE. [Bridge: Slow industrial percussion. Voice nearly whispered.] Everybody's got a plan. Everybody's got a weapon. Everybody thinks they're special. Until somebody bigger puts a hand on their shoulder. [Metallic impact.] "Found you." [Verse 3: Faster delivery, heavier drums.] I don't do warnings, I don't do fair, I don't need permission to put you up there. You think you're safe 'cause you brought a squad? Funny how they all run when they see me walk. I'm the reason that the hallway clears, I'm the reason you can hear your own fears. You can lock every door, call backup again, I'll still be the problem when you reach the end. [Final Chorus: Distorted bass, gang vocals.] PICK YOU UP, THROW YOU DOWN, LET THE WHOLE DAMN BUILDING SOUND! GRAB YOUR COLLAR, LIFT YOUR FEET, WELCOME TO MY SIDE OF THE STREET. TASER FLASH? THAT'S CUTE. PULL THAT TRIGGER, WATCH ME MOVE. YOU CAN FIGHT, YOU CAN RUN— [Beat cuts.] "COME HERE." [One enormous bass impact.] [Outro: Slow footsteps fading down the corridor.] "Next." [Metal scraping against concrete.] "Who's next?"
