"Fee Fi Fo Fum" lyrics

Fee-fi-fo-fum
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Jerry, come get your breakfast

Inhale, exhale, inhale heavy
My train of thought must've left the station already
'Bout to raise Hell and have Satan all ready
Ran a couple demos, said he played 'em already (Hahahaha)
Who are you? I'm exactly who I thought I am
Smack myself for every time that I forgot I am
It's the plot, I am writing as I go
They were talking out of pocket like a Call of Duty lobby, man
I could write a book on how to step or even how to prep
But I've been in the field for years, don't tell me I came out of left
All my people gone, I look around, I think I might've guessed
I'm runnin' shit so long I'm finally feelin' like I'm out of breath
Sike, I'm here and I'm rejuvenated
Super-duper, I've been goin' stupid, I'm illuminatin'
Energy they needed, I could clearly communicate it
Givin' out advances, you don't need to go recuperate it
It's on the house, motherfucker
Hand-delivered 'cause you know what I'm about, motherfucker
Hate to even say the word, but this ain't clout, motherfucker
I don't like to raise my voice, don't make me shout, motherfucker

Fee-fi-fo-fum (Woo)
Pickin' up the scraps, I don't leave no crumbs, I'm yellin'
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I'm done waitin' 'round for you bums, I'm comin' at you, yellin'
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Pickin' up the scraps, I don't leave no crumbs, I'm yellin'
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I'm hungry, I ain't waitin' for none

Beanstalk, beanstalk, climbin' up the beanstalk
Speakin' out of character, I think she let the bean talk
Your word's worthless, I learned to let the green talk
And ride the ups and downs, life ain't nothin' but a seesaw
Gimme the bad, gimme the good, gimme the axe, gimme the wood
Gimme the chance, then I could, they know that that's understood (Stood)
I'm here to pull the cannons out
Middle of the winter, I'ma make 'em pull cabanas out
Document it viral, why you waitin'? Pull them cameras out
Fresher than the cookies out the oven of your grandma's house
Or a window pie
I'm at your front door, I'm wavin' through your window, hi
AOL, '99, I'm on a Windows vibe
Watchin' old fight videos of Kimbo Slice
Mama out the house, probably out at bingo night
We speak in code, get your lingo right, 'cause I be comin' like

Fee-fi-fo-fum
Pickin' up the scraps, I don't leave no crumbs, I'm yellin'
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I'm done waitin' 'round for you bums, I'm comin' at you, yellin'
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Pickin' up the scraps, I don't leave no crumbs, I'm yellin'
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I'm hungry, I ain't waitin' for none