Big Pussy
 作词 : Ian Simpson/Ciarán McDonald/Nick Velez/Bobby Pyn/Pat Smear/Mario Candido Rusca/William A. Keyes/Damon Smith/Darryl Pittman
 作曲 : Ian Simpson/Ciarán McDonald/Nick Velez/Bobby Pyn/Pat Smear/Mario Candido Rusca/William A. Keyes/Damon Smith/Darryl Pittman
 Aww, **** you
 Come up here then
 **** you
 Come up here then
 Aww, wow, big pussy
 You guys ready?
 Yo, yo, shut your bitch ass up, nigga

 "**** you" to anyone that claim that they got me
 When my heart was low, it turn kami-kamikaze
 Attack, I'm taking back my gallery, I'm finna' spaz
 The truth is everything we need—can we agree with that?

 The group is over without being on the album
 I'm back and ready, Ciaran had to bring it out me
 I love to hate, but these days, I'ma keep it classy
 Niggas made, I love to see them boys surpass me
 Flava Flav with the way we keep it nasty
 Jesus my Savior, own my masters like Master P
 I can't explain it, dawg, you know it's how magic be
 You gotta' bring it if you getting on a track with me

 This shit a classic, it ain't even been out a week
 The group that murder shit, boy, this that learn and destroy
 The label needed thirty-five minutes of music
 This the true shit; faggot nigga out in Houston

 Doing whatever the **** I'm supposed to do
 And mosh pits at the shows, surprised we ain't get sued, man
 Crowds go loco, we lean into they amusement
 After shows, takin' photos with all the new fans
 I don't roll solo, need the crew to maneuver
 Through the loose and dark and spark kinda' movements
 Injectin' hope into a generation
 Of a lotta bunch of lonely mother****as' sick of waitin'
 We ain't takin' all the punches to the ****in' faces
 Just to let some **** niggas come around and say some fake shit
 My everyday lifestyle ain't nothin' but a hustle
 Can't nobody tell me shit, I made it out the jungle