Oh I will take you away with me
As far as I can
Every sky would be blue
Long as you lovin me
Listen.. The world could explode
For all that I care
Cause I'm alone with you
Think they could clone you too?
It may be too much but I'm willing, I put my money on it
You think I'm crazy, right?
You make me lady like
Like, wanting to wear lace
Wanting to say yes to giving into you
intimacy is painless
it's easier to keep runnin than switchin faces up
ok, i'm stuck.. do you hate me or what
I wanna date you, go steady and wear your letter pin
or your letterman sweater like Ola Ray but I'm hesitant
Not you, it's me now i'm a cliché
wanna bend plie for you flip positions as a clié? do
just gotta relay truth i love to be together, breathe together
Jean say soon we could be forever,
see whatever we make bloom
just afraid I could be playin out a replayed tune... look at you
Oh I will take you away with me
As far as I can
Every sky would be blue
Long as you lovin me
Attention span was A.D.D.S.
Before we met, on occassion was frequent
I know how deep I get in emotional reconnect
I'm bringing baggage like conveyer belts and leer jets
or bellboys at the telly, we chillin in till noon
revealing the city below us, incredible views
we're feeling the feeling below us i'm intending to
i've never felt this safe i gotta hand it to ya
as the phrases escape i'm breakin hand quiver
must be candid lust there's no damaging, plus
be no standards in love be lust.. yes
what's best for me never seems to ever be what's next to me
exception... you
so excuse me if i question too thorough
or keep you waiting i might
break down, shake defense off
I'm feeling numb, thinking of changing my name to crystal meth
Playin' this game, holding my mic like a pistol: aiming at death.
But I Love nobody, alone in this world that's how I came in it
But shit could flash and reverse the same in a minute.
I don't even love life no more, my niggaz I just live it.
And I don't love love, all the hurting is infinite.
I cry myself to sleep sometimes, wept the [? ] and the tears
From malice, divorce meets to lost peers.
Drowning in a haze of smoke and glasses that never run empty
Bottles of soho, cheap vodka and twenty; twenty.
Spending my penies on thoughts for [? ]
Got none pain like the movie have plenty. Like a shotgun
Double barrel fully loaded ready to blow, I wanna turn around
And aim at myself, been feeling my health I hardly even eat no more.
My lunch is munshies from the corner store: tropical fantasy.
Me and my family, me and my niggaz used to be tight
And now we see eachother on the block with no pound
Keep it moving you gotta move on. I know I'm doing it right
I'm still livin' hustling life and still here.
For all my niggaz that smoke a pack a day
For all my niggaz hold the bottle drink the pain away: what type of life is this?
For all my niggaz that getn' the cash, and all my niggaz that chill on the av
Let's keep livin.
For all my niggaz drink the pain away
For all my niggaz smoke a pack of newports a day: what type of life is this?
For all my niggaz that getn' the cash, and all my niggaz that chill on the av
Let's keep livin.
Grew up as a, child of an alcoholic, sister to schizophrenic, already inherited one and they both a genetic. When sun falls I gets no sleep, nights are filled with party and bullshit, bicardi and full clips just to deal with it. I got a full heart, but don't feel with it no more. I got fury of a woman scorned.
Just live my life like the x-files and trust no body. Forgetting everyone, and now I'm just forgetting the money. Funny how shit can change and switch up fragile to whip on you.
Spent too much of my young life just trying to stitch shit up.
I'm living day by day now, every step is play by play hand to mouth; I'm just trying to make the moments count.
Eyes stressing my soul, Chest roll from a heavy smoking addict since nine: a nicotine addict devoted at it but still, I need some kinda relief. I quit the trees at least.
I'm learning niggaz but I'm slow at it.
Always give my motherfuckers the benefit of the doubt. But it seems that everybody is just out for self.
I used to love her, but now I gotta make her work for my wealth: I gotta eat!
For all my niggaz that smoke a pack a day
For all my niggaz hold the bottle drink the pain away: what type of life is this?
For all my niggaz that getn' the cash, and all my niggaz that chill on the av
Let's keep livin.
For all my niggaz drink the pain away
For all my niggaz smoke a pack of newports a day: what type of life is this?
For all my niggaz that getn' the cash, and all my niggaz that chill on the av
Let's keep livin.
From rappin to nicotine, niggaz will clap and niggaz will fiend from some shit I never seen to everything I been through. It's like, loosing the love of your life twice in the same night. Being deaf for years, gained your hearing and loosing your sight.
Tryin to shine, but just getting eclipse. I'm just tryin to find the perfect words to fall from my lips.
Thinking too hard about what shit has fallen, mainly the chips hoping by the next time installment that I'm not attempting to slit wrists.
Got nothing down, I work my way up from the bottom to the top of the ladder, claim what's rightfully mine. Working against time, it's been too long and I havnt had a chance to leave ya'll yet: I apologise.
Getting older and wiser. Seen the picture painted. My destiny faded for this, and not for easy times. I put my heart in these rhymes always. Love it or, leave it or ready to die?
[harmonizes]
[Verse 1]
Walkin' down a dark alley, shook as a bitch, lookin' behind me (shit)
I'm paranoid, heart beatin' like clips that unload fast
And click 'til you drop in a ditch
And get colder by the moment while you moan and you twitch, oh
Somebody's followin' Jean
Now somethin's creepin' up 'tween the shadows and the city lights
And it's mean
I can't sleep no more
Can't eat, can't keep food inside of my jaw
Pardon me y'all
I feel it in the air like I'm Phil Collins
The whole problem is ill, my first instinct's to get violent
I can't see it clearly, God wished me safety
If He ever appears then please just God take me
I'm hearin' words spoken when I'm turnin' off the lights
Feelin' hands chokin' my neck, provokin' me to fight
Jean's lost it, sweet Jesus, mind's been accosted
In prison and these visions and yo, I can't come off it
Oh God
[Hook]
I think I'm goin' crazy
Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me
(Oh God) I can't keep runnin'
Please, somebody save me
(Oh Lord, la la la la)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[harmonizes]
[Verse 2]
I'm thinkin' it's some Geto Boys +Mind Playin' Tricks on Me+, shit
And I'm +Bushwack+ed punchin' the ground and Willie D's
Holdin' me down to my knees while I'm poundin' my teeth on the street
Until my backbone is splittin', everything bleeds
Man I need help or counselin', somethin'
How about I Ed Norton it? Find a support group
Start frontin' like I been afflicted with sickness
Just witness some pain, get some sleep, and just maybe
I'll kick this
Insane cliques of dangerous agents from "The Matrix"
Invadin' brain space
I need a refill of pills, I hate this
Gats'll hold me back from smashin' my grill
And equal package of holdin' nerves back from they will
I'm backtrackin' through the nightmares
Fight tears, drown beers like I'm Norm avoidin' Vera in "Cheers"
Much older then years
I'm still runnin' from 'em, all fears, runnin' runnin'
[Hook]
I think I'm goin' crazy (uh huh)
Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me
(Oh God) I can't keep runnin'
Please, somebody save me
(Oh Lord, la la la la)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[harmonizes]
[Verse 3]
It's a Rockwell song, niggaz are watchin' me through my cell phone
I can hear the tappin' through the dial tone
They track me, hack me, somebody's gonna get me hectic now
My neck twitch and muscles stay restless
Brain patterns scattered, hectic hexes on the mind
(where they at?) Suspected everyone I ever met
Better yet lately I've been thinkin' I'd been better dead
Put a bullet hole inside my fitted cap and call it end
The story's ill because the motherfuckers never let up
My mental thrills cuz my Spidey senses always get up
I let off, I let go
I lick shots so they know that I fight
My neighbors call the cops every night (shit)
I won't answer the do' cuz I'm scared
And the dro just won't help but I smoke just to get me right
I see 'em creepin' in the dark, comin' for me
Demons on my terrace and menace in the shadows, I'm scared nigga
[Hook]
I think I'm goin' crazy (uh huh)
Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me
(Oh God) I can't keep runnin'
Please, somebody save me
(Oh Lord, la la la la)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[harmonizes]
I think I'm goin' crazy
Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me
(Oh God) I can't keep runnin'
Please, somebody save me
(Oh Lord, la la la la)
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
[Jean's alter ego talking]
Hey boy, you know sometimes when two people are in love
They just can't seem to get it together
And that's how I feel about you
[Jean Grae]
He already knew I was down for the cause
But hard to get is much more fun
What's better than that really?
Son was like feel me?
I was all Nah
Catchin' feelings truly upset when he had to go
And school me on ways of catchin a mate, god
I'm matchin' a date cuz I'm lackin skills
Smaller than an Ipod
I'm kiddin I know the mackin is rules
Was tackin on the wifey latch since backpackin in school
But he's different though I feel him mo
Can't play it simple, No!
Can't fuck up the friendship for them dimples, Nope!
I need to enter his space and probe his INTERSCOPE
Just like im vanity lookin for his inner glow
He's not a BAD BOY, never sampled his type before
Moved to New York from Los Angeles
Cali Swagger ain't attached to nothin
We puffin analyzing the city after he's rollin somethin
I wanna ROCK A FELLA so bad, oh man
Note pad filled with all the ink his soul had
Visions of us. Kissin the whole nine
No JIVE could picture his whole profile
But I can't sleep, I risk the chance of losin everything
A friendship is more important than a wedding ring
Now he's callin me I keep actin SHADY
And lately screenin all his calls to escape
He keepin my heart safely tucked in, but I can't function
Until the AFTERMATH of our conjunctions passed
Punkin out, Im duckin out his way
Can't look him in the face, eyes drippin with game
My mind is trippin again, damn
[Jean's alter ego Talking]
You got me goin crazy
I think I, I think I love you
[Jean Grae talking]
Maybe it just shouldn't be us two
Maybe I'm just not the one who's right you know
And maybe we can't be together tonight
Or maybe it's just not good
I mean, maybe you just need another girl
Maybe I can't just be in your world
Maybe we just can't be together
For you, whatever
[Jean's alter ego talking]
Boy you got me going crazy
Should we be lovers
Should we be friends
I just wanna be with you, until the end
[Jean Grae]
I Jean Grae solemly need this Fresh to death man
Even blind girls can see that he's DEF JAM
I'm in this UNIVERSAL problem
Y'all can probably relate, y'all follow then
So do I give my lovin to him?
Or would that just ruin everything that we're about
I'm so attached to him
He knows the way I am, tempers un-godly so
Domestic violence could turn to me on DEATH ROW
He's so persistant with it, we're makin out again
We double datin, out with one of his COLUMBIA friends
He didn't graduate, Son makes him feel shitty
We leave the place, and run hand in hand around the city
He leans in kisses me, his G UNIT shiftly
My mind is ? movin into ecstasy
His warmth next to me, now we're all neckin
Layin in his arms affection
[Jean Grae talking]
Maybe it should be us two together
And maybe I'm the one for you forever
Or maybe we we're suppose to be together tonight
And maybe everything is just right
And maybe I'm your love until the end of time
And maybe I'm suppose to be yours, and you mine
And maybe It's just alright
And for you still, whatever
[Jean's alter ego talking]
Well I guess I, I guess I was the one for you
This is beautiful, Just us together forever and ever and ever
Can I get you anything?
Do you need some weed?
A backrub?
A slice of cake?
I'd do anything for you boy
Anything, anything
Ain't nothin changed
It's still not a game
Jean Grae
Come on
[ VERSE 1 ]
This ain't a gangsta joint, far from it
This is for niggas in the club who only nod they head when shit is rugged
And all the chicks who act crazy love it
Them chicks who stay blunted
Drunk in the middle of the dancefloor like, "Fuck it!"
For those who ain't get in because the door fronted
Park your ride in front of the spot and turn it up, pump it
For niggas caught at checkpoints, got heavy firearms
Fly and Henny'ed up, drivin like they wearin blindfolds
For New York, for Philly, road trips to Atlantic City in rented cars
One month unlimited MetroCards
For straphangers, for niggas who pay for shit with five fingers
My credit card scammers, my hookie party jammers
Exotic exquisite women friends, niggas in denim
Niggas who make hot beats and my dogs who spit venom
My thugs and gentlemen, from vanilla to cinnamon
The first thousand women ( ? ) from N'Sync to Eminem
[ CHORUS ]
Don't stop, I said you won't stop
And if you with me, then we ride until the beat drop
Who got the Henny, yo? Sip it, sip it
Hydro, hit it, hit it
And all my hungry niggas, please yo, don't stop, get it, get it
Don't stop, I said you won't stop
And if you with me, then we drink until last shot
Who got the hydro? Hit it, hit it
Who got the Henny, yo? Sip it, sip it
All my hungry niggas, please yo, don't stop, get it, get it
[ VERSE 2 ]
A new representative, presentin Jean Grae
Customer, client, president, fuck Gen X, we today, nigga
It's hostile today, hot loans and baby mamas to pay
Hot rocks for dollars to sway
What's your hustle, I'm doin mine
And if it don't work - fuck that, it got to
The rhymes too hot to experience how not to
I'm toxic like vodka and gin
200 proof on the rocks, I do it cause I can
Simple, you should stop and I told you who I do it for
And I'm not goin anywhere cause me and life is married and I ain't gettin divorced
So where my hungry women at, my niggas ready to set it
We can all eat, what you need, let's go get it
Someday when I see you, be with you again
Can't believe how I miss you, I'm there til the end
Demetrius I had to say something
My brain is stained with you
I don't even think I can explain how much I miss you
Your tears frame the page my fate is outlined in chalk
The other day I freaked on the street when someone walked like you walked
It took a second not to think it was you
And everything crashed down
I don't understand why god picks who he's gonna snatch out
Before you hit the ground I hope you passed out
I wish I could run up in heaven with gats, find you, and blast us out
I couldn't you brother, I heard he's with your grandmother
I spent two weeks on 411 trying to find the phone number
I didn't go to your wake
Got the call to late
And after I found out I spent a month in my room and never open the drapes
I didn't get to say goodbye - it's not fair
Hope you had fun in Miami, it seemed like you were meant to be there
My family talked about you often
I can't think of you in a coffin
Pardon the random thoughts
When I speak of you I get lost in memories
The intensity of losing you is like 1000 degrees in the desert
With no sight of water or trees
I dream of an oasis, seen you in a hundred faces
Hear you in music, pic you partying in different places
Like your favorite I guess, sometimes it snows in April
Your fate will never be forgiven, I'm cursing' every religion
My heart is always with you
And anyone that I love will have to know
A part of me can't go to them
'Cause it's above..
[Intro]
9th, 9th's got them beats that you just sing to for no
reason
[laughs]
Sometimes you got to get to know yourself
You gotta travel a little bit
Look at yourself from another perspective
So I try to do that
Come on
[Verse 1]
Listen, there's nothing like knowin' yourself
Like the way I know that smokin's kind of broken my health
Like the way I know my flow don't make appropriate wealth
I can't change that
But funny I'm sayin' that when it's money I'm aimed at
I give a fuck if you frame that or quote it (shit)
I meant what I said cuz I wrote it, point noted
I know I'm overly sensitive when it comes to, well
Just about everything
And I'm so hardheaded, I don't need your help
Like no advice for these records 'less it's me, myself
Like I don't ever want to breathe if it requires assistance
Just, just shut down my system
I'm a victim of choosin' bad love, bad luck Lucy
Every man touched seems to be a doozy and plus
I'm attached to this looseleaf, stand on my two feet
So it's hard enough to even have to physically move me
Go ahead, try
[Hook]
I know I'm on the right path
To who I'm gonna be at last
Don't rush me nigga
I know I'm wrong and right
At the same time, both I'm the dark and light
And they say life needs everything to live
At the same time I got everything to give
Just don't rush me
Don't rush me
[Verse 2]
I gotta be more disciplined
I'm listenin' more to straight logic
Blockin' random shit that's driftin' in
Age is a motherfucker (damn right)
Find myself starin' at the little kids
Thinkin' "I can beat 'em like a stepmother"
Creepin' on a come up at thirty soon
But lookin' twenty ooh
The food catches up to you now plenty
Attendin' christenin's of my best friend's children
And then askin' who's next
And I'm wishin' for six more wishes for Christmas or
Kids on the wish list
Or time machines to be in existence
I'm a team player, not
The dry wit is similar to Arizona weather
Say it, nigga, hot
Patent leather sole, tappin' at my bowl
If the album's not platinum then I'll have to rack a gold
This rappin' ain't for nothin'
Unless I hold plaques so I can sit up on a boat like Colin, roll that
And you know that
[Hook]
I know I'm on the right path
To who I'm gonna be at last
Don't rush me nigga
I know I'm wrong and right
At the same time, both I'm the dark and light
And they say life needs everything to live
At the same time I got everything to give
Just don't rush me
Don't rush me
[Verse 3]
See this here is the most serious that I've ever been
The most clear headed
My gear fetish clearly needs an accountant
So if I need I'll smoke 'em all like Dennis Leary in a mountain
Beef's great though, thanks for addin' more insecurities
Just as I was findin' my level of maturity
Just as I was mindin' my business
Tried to murder Jean's confidence
But lucky for me, you're all incompetent
Road block in this, yes
I see him try to put a stop to my obnoxiousness but
I stay long winded like sayin' George Papadopoulous
I know but I write from this heart with this
So I've got some things to work on
My moodiness like masturbation gets its jerk on
My fascination with the fast pace
Money's encapsulated in my mind space like what a thrill
Past dated and I know I'm not in last place
But it's hard to work through it with this masked face
And maskin' tape on all the windows keeps the cold out
And everytime I'm layin' down my back breaks because it's old now
I yell too much, get stressed too quick
But the best thing about it, I can change that shit
And still remain who I came down to Earth to be
It's not Jean Grae, that's just a name, you'll see
[Hook]
I know I'm on the right path
To who I'm gonna be at last
Don't rush me nigga
I know I'm wrong and right
At the same time, both I'm the dark and light
And they say life needs everything to live
At the same time I got everything to give
Just don't rush me
Don't rush me
[Outro]
Please don't make me kill you, I don't want to
I don't need to go to jail right now
I got things to do
Can't be locked up man
My momma, my momma
No momma, no, no
Anyway, yo thanks man
Thank you 9th
And we had a beautiful lunch
Don't be afraid to talk in the back
Thanks everybody for coming out tonight
Justus League! What up Flames?
What up though!
Flames, you're dope
You the man Flames
[laughs] You the man
[Hook:]
See I can be the bridge that takes you home
Or I can be he wind that makes you moan
Depending how you treat me baby
See I can be the beacon, brings you light
Or I can be blacker, colder than midnight
So how you gonna see me baby
Now either you can go on and choose me
Or baby you're gon' go on and lose me
Cause I can be, I can be, I can be, I can be, I can be, I can be,
I can be, I can be
[Verse 1:]
If I could be blatant with, well, what I gotta say about you and I is,
What I gotta do to not see it Kevin Smith way,
You know,
View Askew, babe
Give it to me straighter than a hetero, I'll pay for petrol,
We can go riding through the metro (polis)
Put it together because separate causes, misunderstanding, watch Metropolis
That's like us, see together we marvelous
Hard as the city of the concrete gardens
Split it up, inserts the margins, you get confusion, the words lose purpose
The mark and the target, the arc and the aim like a dart just miss position
If I can explain the way we need to go and where we gonna go, I can do it just like this
Listen
I guess this is the infamous, "What is this really? " conversation
Man I hate as a miss is this it's me bringing it up
Predictable dating
But you won't, I've been waiting,
I wouldn't bother, wouldn't have the patience
It would be the aphid in the room, wasted breath, but I think you're amazing.
That being said (dot, dot, dot)
Love the way the bed rock non-stop
Love the time we spend, chill, eat, shop
Even iller the days we pretend we wanna be at our own spots
But then you knock, knock, knock
But yet still not confirming lock,
I need to know or else just get dropped,
Get canned, get blocked,
Got plans, or not?
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
The way you think is appealing I,
Like the feeling of thinking of you
Like to know that you're thinking of me
Like the feeling of being us, two
Might reveal how I'm feeling too much
Might be feeling the fear, we do rush
Fight the feeling to flee, to lose us
Type to reel in the scenes and lose trust
Slice the dealings and leave, abuse lust
Cuts and bruises, I see you lose love
But you chose to redeem it, who does?
Fuck the blues and the demons, choose one
Human to humor cupid with some "cue in the music cupid shit"
Come
Lose the race in the shoes that you run
Fuse the pace of the two into one
{*35 second intro is a conversation*
[Verse One]
Listen
I don't wanna preach or come off bitter, this is a commentary auditory
Editorial, about the state of things, state of mind and state of being
What the fuck is goin on?How the fuck we gonna make it out?
It's hectic, from asbestos filled classrooms
To the stench of death that's still in New York
The air is thick with it, but it reaches further
Like the world murder rate
Circulate, cultivate your mind and soul, your heart and your body
So stagnant; niggaz, get off your block and travel
Stop actin like your flesh is metal and your hood's a magnet
We need to globalize, further spread on this earth
To appreciate the full value of individual worth
To realize how ridiculous the thought of ownership is
And protectin your turf - that's bullshit man
That's how we got colonized
Missionaries create foreign schools and change the native way & thinkin
So in ten years, we can have a foreign Columbine
In some small village in the Amazon, c'mon man
[Chorus]
You need to get out your house, get off your block, and see somethin
Go do somethin, go CHANGE somethin, or else we fall for nothin
You need to, travel the world
And when you come back, tell your girl and your girl and your girl..
And your man and your man and your man.. you understand?
So spread the word
[Verse Two]
It's every man for himself
That's why the black community is lackin in wealth, there's no unity
We soon to be chillin with rich white folk
And that means that we made it
Let our kids go hungry before our wardrobe is outdated
Rap careers are drug related, ballplayers, we need more lawyers
More housin and job created, why we waitin for it to be given?
We need to get up, and get out, and make our own livin
Instead of just makin more, inner-city children
More doctors in your building, righteous cops next door
If the system's corrupt, then change it
Fought for the right to vote, don't even use it
Forget electoral winnin
The way the world's goin, we in the ninth inning
Heh, and we still aren't up to bat
Niggaz is happy just to have the rights to sit on the bench
Like floor seats is alright, and that's as far as we reach
Materialistic values, not morals, that's what we teach
I see it in the youth, hungry for fame and money
Not for knowledge and pursuit of the truth
Pick up a book or a newspaper
Take a free class in politics or human behavior
We need to stop actin victimized, it's like we're day-walkin blind
Open your eyes, there's a whole world out there
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
And you don't have to agree, or just be happy
Content and lose your hunger, push further
Cause I don't believe that pipe dreams exist
The world is what you make it, your life is all that you got
So take it to the limit
Why would you deny your spirit growth and happiness?
And if your peoples hold you back, they not your peoples at all
You know the, misery cliche
Ladies, know your worth; the way we givin it up
We might as well auction ourselves on eBay, to the lowest bidder
So what if his dough is better?Money doesn't make the man
Maybe self-sufficiency would better make you understand
Let's get it together
There's so much promise and it's just goin to waste
We turn crude, lack of class, lack of taste
And trust, they laughin at us
It's slow genocide
And I don't care how many bottles of Cristal you pop
It won't un-expose you as a known pedophile
Native child, runnin wild, to the ends of the earth
I'll see y'all at the last hundred miles, bet
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
Jeannie Jeannie!
I hear them screaming want me back (oh)
I thought you didn't believe in me
I was wack (oh)
You want the in between Fellini
White and black(um)
Well I don't know I feel a way
About your ac-tions
What can you offer me?
Apologies?
Security?
Amazing publicity?
Or cult status obscurity?
Cause I do nothing for the purity
The "love"..."get the fuck on with that"
Ain't nothing but maturity
Don't go get your white
Gloves on to deal with it
Grown ass woman who's no prone to fearing shit
Piss up in your snow cone
Jackass, so here's a tip:
Don't eat the Grae snow
Go fix your face bro
I swing my mace low, I don't mean mace, no
Gogo Yubari that crazy 88 flow
No folks, your armies brats made in a place so
I'm really not afraid of them, I'm Project Mayhem
I'm complex, based on abominable case study
Based on phenomenon in space, buddy
Take that, take that, Diddy
In yo face, Eddie
Turn the lights off, Teddy
You are not beautiful snowflake, Chuck
When the going gets weird the weird turn pro, Hunt
If we gonna use quotes then step your quote game up
Hit the sample Hit Girl "ok you cunts"
I'm like Judy Blume with uzi's
You're like Jacques Costeau exploring in jacuzzis
Oh wow you really got deep there
Three feet, whoah what a fucking reach yeah
OMG can you even come back up for air?
ROFLMAO, no one really cares
I'm at Waffle House, deep, picking Cher "Do You Believe"
On the jukebox and dancing on a chair
My sleeves rolled up, I don't give a fuck fam
I'm ME so what, me Jeanius damn!
Fire bad, rap good
I'm the entire back row of the class...
Would you please stop trying to teach me?
I'm past it. Advanced Regents smashed it
Peed on it Kelly, Kelly, Regis, Justin, Kelly, Kelly, Zacked it
You might not get it. Rewind it, get active
I spin spit different (whatever) hipster arachnid
Specifically classics, but consider me average if
I'm mentioned in public, cause you bound to be clowned
For including me in your rap list of
The top motherfuckas who ass kick
Not that the statements not accurate
Just that motherfuckas need to face the facts a bit
Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper, nigga, handle it
NY, west side in the 20's... Chelsea... Handler... shit...
Looooooord have mercy...
Yup just wasted 4 bars there
You don't like it, so what... I don't care
I can afford to waste bars like it's healthcare
In Amer—- oh fuck... I failed, yeah
All hail the prevailing queen of fuckery here
Crown tilted to the side finger fucking the air
Upchucking a beer, and leg humping a stud, gun
Tucked in the rear pocket, ducking the fuzz, wait...
1 for the beat
2 for the real
Right cats who never doubted I was dropping the skill
For all my peoples in NY and SA who blessed me
A gas face to all those who still wanna test me
3 for the fans who already know the name
4 smacks to all wack niggaz in the game
5,6,7,8,9,10 for the flows
'Ey yo Len, drop it to zero, this is how the story goes..
Drama, so close to not completing the missing piece of the puzzle
Quit again, in again, drop suit be following
Swallowing prod like porn stars and money shots
I'm hitting ya blocks, spinning as heavy as SUVs doing 360
I'm ready as ever, over due like the rain in New York
Sustained a steady fan base, but you still don't know me
Hold me in your highest regards, I'm your homie
I relate it's personal, nothing fake, read me - wait, I'd rather dictate it
Relay it to you on a deeper level
Kick off your shoes and light your Ls and talk and get to know each other
I'm Jean, honorable team player for years
Emceeing on the low, in videos devoid of the hoes
For sho' it's crunch time, I'm the one they sent to piss your label off
They won't fuck with me, unless I'm parading and taking it off
Nah man, executives, con mans
This record is too hot to get pushed back another minute
It would burn a set control well admit
You liked it when the first bar dropped
In less than one second she's already spitting
I need ya'll, you want a change? well here it is
Let's stop complaining, make it happen, everybody step up your game
'Cause everybody's stuck in park or reverse
Letting the media choose your path and rape you, market you less than you worth
I was gonna throw your towel in
But honestly you cats deserve some better music
Plus, come on, what else would I be doing? Shit..
[Chorus]
(What, what, what would I do?)If, like my people said, "I left it to you"
(Tell me what, what, what would I do?)If I didn't try a verse, if I didn't rhyme
(Tell me what, what, what would I do?)If I just hated and did nothing to change it
(Tell me what, what, what would I do?)Hell no, that could never happen
There's so much further to go
I feel like Mindy Cohen doing the One To Grow On
Yeah I'm old school, 40s and high tops
Triple Gooses and Travel Fox
Huaraches and Blow Pops
I'm down to earth but still dreaming
Peace to Skeme Team and all of my niggaz on the come up
Apani and Lyric, we gon' take it there
The rest of ya'll just taking up space, and you don't even care
It's like you started eating Thanks Giving dinner without saying grace
I whisper a prayer for you
'cause you cats are lost and probably not gon' make it back
Fuck it, it's more for me I guess
So please don't stress it
The best is yet to come
This is just an introduction
I'm 'bout to have niggaz madder than big titty girls who getting breast reductions
The purpose of my function is to smash, simply put - trash you
Until you cry "Uncle mercy", wander aimless in this concrete jungle and curse me
There ain't a need for verse three I can feel it
That would rob you of your man hood, and I'm not into stealing
So tell me..
[Chorus]
Ha-ha, yeah man... And it's only the beginning...
Good evening Jean Grae, hello!
[Intro]
Y'all been wastin too much time
And done left the door open for me (really really, c'mon)
I mean sleepin, and fuckin up
Well thank ya!Thank ya!(thank you, thanks a lot though)
Y'all been wastin too much time
And done left the door open for me
Y'all been sleepin, fuckin up, all around
Well thank ya!
[Verse One]
I spit like the kids on the little bus - non-stop
Skill more disturbing than the thought of your ex
Having sex with one of your parents (eww!)
All on top like the flip missionary mission
Beatch! I'm straight trippin like niggaz done killed my cousin
Been slept on, passed-over like in the Jewish tradition
Cast in cameos like I'm dressed in hand-me-downs
A step-sister, an afterthought, niggaz are shook, it's alright
Cause I +WILL+ smack you in the mouth, I'm Jean Grae
And it's an I'll life, watchin these niggaz fall from ghetto grace
And I'm willin to fill in the blanks
Spillin slick like a drunken oil tanker
Killin off every rank in your squad (feelin me God?)
Vomitin constant drama 'til my larynx scarred (ow!)
No passin, it IS personal, fuck what you heard, it's been too long
I'm ready to go on, y'all still in dress rehearsal
Studyin lines with understudies and clique buddies
Y'all just bullshittin, practicin, and need to be quittin
[Interlude One: sung] * simultaneous
Time to build back the paper (time to do it)
Hurry up before we all go crazy (crazy, crazy, crazy)
* Been so long, so long, much too long
* Don't it make you kinda wonder, if you trust it (alright)
The biggest wheels in town are gettin busted (verse two)
[Verse Two]
Too, soon did you try and judge me, wait that's dumb conceited
Thinkin you even heard of the chick who's gonna kill you later
I'm kiddin; bitter cause I'm written off as some sex kitten
Freezy freaky bitches like in 80's mittens - it's so sad!
Hate an insane amount of dudes, underground to the death
I rep it, y'all been so supportive, don't download the record
Check me only in the "yes" box, never put "no" or "maybe"
My gimmick bend more lyrics, straight lyrics, no crazy
The jig is up for real; rap puppies jumpin up
And get a little treat for they deal
Shit all I need is a toke and a pack of stokes and then frequently I'll wait
And a mansion, weight and a shiny car, Jean Grae - superstar!
Really just look at what happens, cause cats is wiggin
"I know who should never hang out with Jerry's children!"
It's scarin, like women that ain't really women
Just dudes who tryin to holla at 'em
Fuck, that was confusing - just let the dude sing (alright)
[Interlude Two: sung] * simultaneous
Time to build back the paper (it's time, it's time)
Hurry up before we all go crazy (crazy, crazy, crazy)
* Been so long, so long, much too long
* Don't it make you kinda wonder, if you trust it (f'real)
The biggest wheels in town are gettin busted (take it to the bridge!)
Too soon, we think, we know, too much, too soon we wanna play
While we let the best, of, the greatest, slip away (rewind!)
[Outro]
Y'all been wastin too much time
And done left the door open for me (thank you thank you)
I mean sleepin, and fuckin up
Well thank ya!Thank ya!(thank you bitches!)
Y'all been wastin too much time (this is where it goes off-beat)
And done left the door open for me (still feel it though)
Y'all been sleepin, fuckin up, all around
(Baby) Yea, though through the valley
In the shadow of darkness, praying to God heartless
(Take me) Wake me up, don't foresake me
(Take me) I pray hard, don't leave me waiting, please
(Baby) Yea, though through the valley
In the shadow of darkness, praying to God heartless
(Take me) Wake me up, don't foresake me
(Take me) I pray hard, don't leave me waiting, please
Oh lord, I'm having issues, more deep than American missiles
Shooting commuter planes and filing em missions official
I've hit depression hard and started to pick at the scabs
From the scar, I'm a mess addressing pain in a bar, I confess
'Cause all the rest just mar shit, chest in a cast
Feeling urges just to test out a casket, bless me I'm blasphemous
Jesus pass the fifth, I...have to get lit
Masochist self I'm only half of the health I was born with
(Baby) Save me, take me up high like 'dro
But way far past the stars and the sky
I'm blinding pain like I'm a junkie shooting up with
Emotional novacaine, I'm floating provoking the angels to jump me
In Lehman's terms, face been blurred, even early
I scratched crayon in between the holy word I pray on, but still
(Baby) Three gone, and maybe I'm in barren land
God help me, I'm having trouble with your master plan so
(Take Me) Through the shadows of valley of death, God
(Take me) when I'm shooting, taking last breaths hard
(Baby) I want to walk through the valleys praying lord
Will you help me, save me God, won't you tell me, tell me
(Take me) 'Cause I'm losing my faith, bless me
(Take me) 'Cause this world just want to test me
You see this dirty knife on the floor, this chrome nine in my hand
F/ Cannibal Ox
[Vordul]
Everyday caught in the whirlwinds
Back in the studio, Belief just earled in
Still trying to get my pen on
Write scripts and light splifs
Until we high as light bills
Watching for those that might switch
To the dark, we over here remaining righteous
Though we spark the soul purpose to spit
And hype kids
Make them want to hold open their eye lids
Dangers and missed origins from way back since
The presence of Genesis and Osirus
Life is such a stress
But in the coldest storms I let them off in the Phoenix
[Jean Grae]
Over a thousand miles of public housing
Lounging on beaches in the Riviera, tan and doused in
Coconut scented lotion
Wish I was there the story rare enough to merit an endangered species
Tagging velvet ropes surrounding every path
Tighter than some virgin pussy
Don't ever push me
I balance on the edge of cliffs for fun
And some are hanging crooked
I never look down, I look to the sky
And envision the place that everybody go when they die
They say that bright lights and angels some and get you
If that's the truth than I expect the black night blocking the sun I got issues
Another day with myself
Another day without wealth
There's gotta be anther way I need help
And so I pray like I'm a Pentecostal, Sufi, Buddhist, strict agnostic
Hoping one will hit it's target
Take another sip of hypnotic
And lay my head on the pillow and dream erotic scenes
Of killers spilling endless rounds and all of them shooting at me
[Vast Aire]
You know Can Ox got that Phoenix wing span
And love hovering over the ghetto wasteland
I got rap just as fat as my waist band
You got a rap that belongs in a waste can
Yo, Jean you gotta change Grae to Hackman
Cuz when we fight we swing them blades
And when we rap we swing them blades
And then we slide on them like the escapades
I knew the ending of this book since the first page
Rap sucks but we still get paid
We smoke trees at the highest grades
I spit a line that'll fix your fades
So don't go there, you cannot hold Aire
Look at them, reaching and shit
If you touch my jersey I'll bust your lip
[Guy] Yo we gotta get outta here, what's taking you so long?
[Jean] Alright alright I'm coming, I just wanna send out
[Guy] C'mon
[Jean] I just wanna send a couple emails, just gimme a second, I'll be like 5 minutes
[Guy] Alright
[Verse 1]
Whats up vicky
Man I cant believe you wrote to me
The last time that I saw you
You even spoke
Remember on 8th street
Chillin' with Peter and he was all this my girl wanna meet her?
That shit was bugged right
Anyway...hummhumm damn is been a long time
I see you're still artistic, talented
Vicky listen
I did some foul shit to you
Even though it's passed
I vow to you apologies a thousand times
How could you, even look me in the eye then
You're a bigger person then I ever was
Or at least I'm trying
I should of never touched 'em
We should of never crushed and
Then straight lied to your face about it
No trace of blushing
But I was young and stupid
Shooting all crooked and keep it fucking up a friendship
For some ass, should of never pursued it
Just wanted to thank you for understanding and reaching out
Love Jean, holla back at your homie, peace, I'm out
[Chorus]
P.S. just had to get this offa my chest
I hope you're well, I really wish you the best
And as you can tell i've done alot of growing up
And time goes fast and no sign of slowing up
So if its any consolation karma got me bad
And anything I did wrong I wish I never had
I hope that all this drama we can leave in the past
Please feel free to write back
[Verse 2]
Hey marshall
I pray to god this is your email
Or else someone is gonna read alot of details
I hope you're doing well, matter a fact I know that you are
Probably married, pickett fence, kids, well, best regards
You always had it in you
Motivated, studious, impervious to outside influences that can ruin it
Anyways listen
I tried to reach out before
On the first record number 8, fuck it
It was hardly in stores, 2 days still
I bet you moved far from us
It was a long time ago, about five summers
I just wanted to say I'm sorry, sorry for cheating
Sorry I wasnt honest, it wasnt a good reason
You probably dont care but I still mean it
Still put it in the air and hope that you feel that I'm being sincere
You didnt deserve a broken heart
And I wish you the world
Love Jean, scream later at your girl
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Dear Jean
I see you're doing big things
Congratulations hey I even saw that big ring
Who would of thunk it huh? L-O-L
You even seem content
I notice that you're more focus
Drinking less is well
Anyways its been too many months having henny days
I think is plenty grave, plus you get your penny saved up
And say what?!? second album
Whatever happened to the thought of edging rapping
Still living in Manhattan?
Side tracking note, just on the low
All apologies, I used to hate your fucking guts
Please pardon me, tried to kill you more than once
I've acted horribly, and all my pessemism towards your life
Still bothers me
But you're a big girl now
You've fought and made it through
Best of luck homie
And everything I say is true
XOXO space smiley face dot dot dot comma much love, Hugh
[Chorus]
Ah cap locks, delete
[Chorus]
And send
[Guy] C'mon we gotta go, what's taking you so long?
[Jean] Alright I'm done, I dont bother you when you're writing emails
[Guy] Damn, yo we go through this all the time, c'mon girl
[Jean] Im doin business
[Guy] Alright alright
[Jean] Not really
[Guy] Come on come on
[Jean] You didnt know that
[Guy] Yea the cab's downstairs, c'mon
[Jean] Alright alright, c'mon c'mon
Oh hey, umm on an end note Jean Grae would like to send a special thanks to
Will, JoJo, Family and apple martinis for making this presentation possible
Thanks guys (clapping)....guys...yayyy woooo ready, colin we did it, woohoo
[Jean Grae]
I ain't afraid to shine different.. c'mon
Devoted life to the dream of lights and fortune and fame
I might just gain the vision, or just might be livin in vain
See in the game it's cool strolls and platinum thugs
Stack the cash, drugs and women; bubble in crime, trouble in time
I stay humble with mine, had drama for words
Encountered some birds who tried to take the shine
But I'm illuminatin like a thousand frozen wrists in the glint of the sun
Worth the Franklin Mint and Wall Street combined into one
They can't see it yet though, different like niggaz sayin petrol
For gas, english metric system, graded on the past
Just tryin to reach y'all, no one's at my arms length
Wanna stay in the race but slowly runnin out of breath
They all alike, can't understand, maybe it's safest
To play the role and be another glitch in The Matrix
Repetitive flow, embedded in dough
I run the risk of pissin everybody off, but I don't care if you know
[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Yo I'm on the line like white, china, table
Lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no, doubt
Fuck real, I'm right, told you the last time man
Fuck y'all, say it
Bring it, lay it all out for the shit; nigga, no, doubt
Fuck real, I'm right, told you the last time
Things ain't different, say it
Bring it, I'm on, now
[Jean Grae]
Quit for good, too many times, shit maybe I should
But it won't prevent rejection reappearin in life
I even lay the toughest down for you
Paint the ground blood pink for you, only so that you feel me right
Then hear me tight from the ills perhaps
But not a lot of scenes like movie stills are fleein from fiends and caps
I had, thrills and high spills, couple of hot chases
Romance with Jacks, Jills in dirty places
No jail cell been filled and no court cases
But committed murder of flesh, two of my own faces
At best I'm, a dime each, not a dozen, never cheap
Fornicated adultery once and now I never cheat
Younger sibling or two, family disfunctional
Problem with bein on time, hardly ever punctual
Punchclocks give me the runs, just not in my blood Akki
Y'all flashin guns at me, time to go?Let it be
[Chorus]
[Jean Grae]
See I got these bill collectors, practically at the door chillin
I can't explain to Visa how I'm tryin to stack a million
Hustle on the side for chump change, it's not big time
I only do it for fries, chicken and wine and hump days
Reality spit, dudes and rap bitches sick of me
And if they right, they still print, I'm tryin to do calligraphy
All real, sit up just all night, just thinkin it's all wrong
Won't sleep 'til everything's alright
I made brush fire noise; I need four alarm
Three A.M. on the lawn with two kids and one slipper on
Blaze now, your days phase out like old sitcoms
Tryin to save the show by puttin new fuckin kids on
Love me or not, respect it for what it's worth
I'm like a bundle of dough in a knot in a purse under your cot
Undiscovered lines like connectin the dots
It's gonna happen, sooner or later
Fuck rappin, just givin data
[Verse 1]
My family dream with me
Under city lights
Pump the light
The screamers rights
Just work it out but ya'll ain't hearin' it
Words Travel deep in your spirit alone
I cruise the block
And use the box
To serenade the moonlight with the speakers
Niggaz lean back, deep in your seats and feel me
Cliques and crews n' hoods and gangs who love it
I'm, lovin' you dearly
Keep hustlin'
Jugglin'
Pressure, life, and success
Those who made it
Debate it
Until another's deaf
We buried ourselves under the jail
Without shovels, and dirt under our nails
Bubbles with crime and trouble tales
And street violence turned extreme
(Calling out names)
To rippin' joints on stage
To cuttin' fame time short
To life supportin' nothin'
But just realize what ya'll done
We've given 'em reasons to scream on us
And it's just begun
What happened to us in the bigger picture?
Don't you understand when one of us falls?
Step and we're all fallin' with ya
C'mon yeah
[Hook]
If you believe
Then I'll sing
And you'll believe that
(All I need is the love of my crew)
(Yeah Right)
That maybe you will do what you're supposed to do
Don't even say
That you're better than this
[Repeat x1]
[Verse 2]
I represent for a nation, thought we was in it together
But I guess it gets strange when money rains in sunny weather
Tougher than leather
We're weaker than glass
And shattered on the side of the road
Trying to get a ride, but pass each other fast
Closed Aves'
Throw hash
Ice and Whips
Have blinded us
Never mind
How the mind just trips for glitch
Shit niggaz
Rich niggaz got us in tow
If it's not enough they gotta put us all on a show
Ya'll lost me
Somewhere between wakin' and coffee
That shit changed so quick
I didn't blink and it cost me
Fuck it, it costs us
Do you even know where we at?
Fuck you, and that we're here
You can't even open the map
Rap's dead
Rap sucks
But thanks to ya'll for
Killin' it
Grillin' it down
And spillin its guts
And fillin' it
Back up with trash
..Wait up I mean cash
Bangin (?) too synonymous
With media politics
(You know they love it)
[Hook]
If you believe
Then I'll sing
And you'll believe that
(All I need is the love of my crew)
(Yeah Right)
That maybe you will do what you're supposed to do
Don't even say
That you're better than this
[Repeat x1]
[Verse 3]
What ya'll fightin' for?
For the light of the raw battle
Naw!
Can't be the latter
Cuz music just doesn't matter right?
Maybe I'm pinchin' emotions
To broken ears
And livin in years
When shit was spoken clearly
Without all the bullshit
Pullin' Clips
Replacin' games with court gestures
Bought pressers
Proclaimed the best is paid
And just forsake the rest
Who made it possible to be spittin'
If you got the same type of us women
That's grinnin'
Then the joint will keep spinnin'
I swear
It's like swimmin' with sharks
In public pools in shallow water
And some of these artists are fuckin' your youngest daughter
Feel me?
Aint no real fam
Niggaz is playin you
Trust me I wouldn't let my brother have his way with you
I'm only stating facts
Shit is plain as flood lights
We drop 10
I wanna fuck you, maybe 2, 1 mics
I'm just tryna keep it done right
One to Unity
I want our crew to be
Just like it used to be
[Hook]
If you believe
Then I'll sing
And you'll believe that
(All I need is the love of my crew)
(Yeah Right)
That maybe you will do what you're supposed to do
Don't even say
That you're better than this
[seconds of deep breaths and whipserings along with "oohs"]
[Jean Grae:]
My caramel mohagony fairy tale
He gon' do very well; I'm fearin for the farewell, stay awhile
We could just lay awhie, see me smile better
Lean your chest on me, make you my sweater - I want the rest of you
Pressin me head-up, I need contact
Your windows reflectin me back, later I ask where your memories at
Your face tellin me that, you need a taste
Where the Hennessey's at? C'mon, blace me
Replace the glasses with the tip of my tongue
I won't front baby, lady is sprung
And though relation is young, I feel us makin a connection beyond
So that I {ssssss! } like a chick in a saun', no lie, won't I
Take my time, let the bass unwind
Claymation couldn't mold a better mind, you're sick (sick)
And I'll be the nurse and you be the patient
Boy, how insane could it get? You so hot, baby...
[Chorus:]
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh (you're makin me so...)
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh (you're gettin me so...)
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh...
... c'mon
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh (you're makin me so...)
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiigh, baby I'm
So high off, your love, ooh, ooh, oooh...
[Jean Grae:]
Okay, turn the lights out - no, turn 'em back on
Want you to see my backbone and my black tone
Start minimal, raise it to animal, please
You're no amateur, please me I'm tangable
Knees be all tangled up, like the handles
Placed on the mantle, that romantic angles
We'll slow dance 'til tango and gets horizontal
I know you go longer that flow with no comma (hehe)
I'm high on ya, ya like it don't cha?
Could survive, but it's bitin on ya
Like those, high notes, nibble just a little bit
Everything I'm thinkin, you're already deliverin it
Quiver, pleasure unheard, you ain't even done first, baby
When I done burst, crazy
I'm in love thirst, you are the quencher
Maybe we should be taping so you can remember... I'm just sayin!
[Chorus x2]
[giggles]
Hiiiigh...
Uh, uh, huh-uh...
You're makin me so...
[giggles again]
Oh, erhm... Stop!
You're makin me so - hiiiiiigh
I'm gettin so - hiiiiiigh
Baby - high off... [giggles]
[Jean Grae speaks in foreign language]
Why not? [giggles]
[Moans] Stop... okay...
Don't stop... [exhales softly]
[Soft moans] [Giggles]
It's loud... c'mon...
Uhh... [moans three times]
Eheh, not there... not there...
[Moans four times in rhythm, each becoming louder]
Ooh... oh baby, don't do that...
Don't do that... [moans and giggles again]
[Loud moan, perhaps reaching climax]
[9th Wonder quietly heard on feedback mic]
Need some tissue?
[Jean Grae:]
Naw, I'm good, nigga!
* send corrections to the typist
She grew up believing in passion and love
Whose folks divorced and remarried
Very naive
Seen life and committments that shoulda been dead and buried
Highly sentimental
Sensitive
Gentle beyond the point she should be
What might be obvious to most, she says they too bitter
Can't see the world the way she does
Clean lungs, undamaged liver
Sees thugs through a pink-tinted glasses
Occasionally
Weed does make her giggle
Listen to some music closer
Dudes approach her
Lightly
Wanna be her lover and she obliges
Likes to cuddle under the covers by candlelit fires
Oblivious to lying schemes to talk her out of clothes
Says she's just in love with love
Cuts her classes
Spending too much time entrancing romancing
Things are changing quickly
She's asking "why aren't you spending more time with me?"
Nigga's eyes are getting shifty
Coming over later smelling of pussy
On his face, jeans, and sweaters something's fishy
And it's not what he tells her, man, it's what he don't
And she don't understand and for some years, she probly won't
Just wants an honest man
For goodness sake
They backstabbing and cutting her throat
Restraining orders follow, but she still optomistic about it
Like annie, thinking tomorrow will maybe be a better day
I let her pray on bended knees "ask him to send prince charming, please"
She's never cheated
Treats her man well
Cooks, cleans, dresses sexy for him
Halter tops and tight jeans
Would break the law for him
Go through a couple of these relationships
Still stays strong
She's too young and dumb to call it quits
Learns that she carrying twice
Scared and afraid the first time
The second she don't even cry
Makes her wipe away his tears and it hurts
They always leave return crazy, so she doesn't flirt
Spends time warning the babies
Goes through a couple of these relationships and still stays strong
Too young and dumb to call it quits
Its still a love song
Shes got a good man
Shes 19, he's 21 and sweet and honest
Promised to love her
Talk of marriage
She would never wanna be somebody's baby's mother
Use rubbers occasionally
When she's flowing
Open to all the affection and gifts and all the good manners he's showing
He's trying to build a life for himself
Studies late computer shit and she's missing attention that she's not getting
Sex dwindles
Crawling in the sheets
He say "ya tired" and she say she feel "neglect and defeat"
Just doesn't see his ambition
She wanna be the universe and hold his center position
Starts hanging round the best friend more
Crazy attraction takes impultive action
Drop the drawers
And falls in love
The world explodes
And she confesses "yeah I did it, so?"
They so tight it like he moves when she stretches
Over the couple years
Too many stresses
Girls who wanna fight her
Bitches writing letters
Friendships disappearing
Plus he rhymes, so it's competitive
Pressure miscarriage
They break up fifty times a week and make up just as much
He fuckin', and I know, but pretending I'm out of touch
It's getting strained and gets physical
She cries until the river dries and leaves her dead and cold
Packs up her things and leaves behind what I thought was gold was only gold-plated
Thinking of all the other ones I coulda just left and up and dated
Singled after four years
Starting over never easy
But it takes some time to realize your own worth
Come into your own
Play your mental rebirth
She starts penning some better poems
Straighten up her bank account
Likes to take herself out
I'm getting better at it
I've had a few relationships
But still too young and dumb enough to call it quits
It's still a love song
Love
All I ever want is you
All I ever had, leading in my life was you
All that ever was, all I ever had
Maybe it's easier to talk about this shit in third person
Learning better
Looking for love in all the wrong places
Like I'm Eddie Murphy
Curse me to repeat the same cycle
I'm breaking
No longer think relations make a better woman
Just for life, I'm pursuing
Growing, but hopelessly romantic still
Tasted weather in the bitter climates
Love the sunshine better
Dreaming of dream proposals
Decent moral values placing higher on my chart
Trying not to have a shallow heart
But battle scars are deep and reaching to the depth of hell and back
Try to give up the grudges
Think it's experience and move from the clutches of sadness
It's difficult
Sometimes I wish I wasn't an adult
Adolescent primetime sitcom star
I've been too far and too much, too hard, for too long
She grew up believing in passion and love
Whose folks divorced and remarried
Very naive
Seen life and committments that shoulda been dead and buried
Highly sentimental
Sensitive
Gentle beyond the point she should be
What might be obvious to most, she says they too bitter
Can't see the world the way she does
Clean lungs, undamaged liver
Sees thugs through a pink-tinted glasses
Occasionally
Weed does make her giggle
Listen to some music closer
Dudes approach her
Lightly
Wanna be her lover and she obliges
Likes to cuddle under the covers by candlelit fires
Oblivious to lying schemes to talk her out of clothes
Says shes just in love with love
Cuts her classes
Spending too much time entrancing romancing
Things are changing quickly
She's asking "why aren't you spending more time with me?"
Nigga's eyes are getting shifty
Coming over later smelling of pussy
On his face, jeans, and sweaters something's fishy
And it's not what he tells her, man, it's what he don't
And she don't understand and for some years, she probly won't
Just wants an honest man
For goodness sake
They backstabbing and cutting her throat
Restraining orders follow, but she still optomistic about it
Like annie, thinking tomorrow will maybe be a better day
I let her pray on bended knees "ask him to send prince charming, please"
She's never cheated
Treats her man well
Cooks, cleans, dresses sexy for him
Halter tops and tight jeans
Would break the law for him
Go through a couple of these relationships
Still stays strong
She's too young and dumb to call it quits
Learns that she carrying twice
Scared and afraid the first time
The second she don't even cry
Makes her wipe away his tears and it hurts
They always leave return crazy, so she doesn't flirt
Spends time warning the babies
Goes through a couple of these relationships and still stays strong
Too young and dumb to call it quits
Its still a love song
Shes got a good man
Shes 19, he's 21 and sweet and honest
Promised to love her
Talk of marriage
She would never wanna be somebody's baby's mother
Use rubbers occasionally
When she's flowing
Open to all the affection and gifts and all the good manners he's showing
He's trying to build a life for himself
Studies late computer shit and she's missing attention that she's not getting
Sex dwindles
Crawling in the sheets
He say "ya tired" and she say she feel "neglect and defeat"
Just doesn't see his ambition
She wanna be the universe and hold his center position
Starts hanging round the best friend more
Crazy attraction takes impultive action
Drop the drawers
And falls in love
The world explodes
And she confesses "yeah I did it, so?"
They so tight it like he moves when she stretches
Over the couple years
Too many stresses
Girls who wanna fight her
Bitches writing letters
Friendships disappearing
Plus he rhymes, so it's competitive
Pressure miscarriage
They break up fifty times a week and make up just as much
He fuckin', and I know, but pretending I'm out of touch
It's getting strained and gets physical
She cries until the river dries and leaves her dead and cold
Packs up her things and leaves behind what I thought was gold was only gold-plated
Thinking of all the other ones I coulda just left and up and dated
Singled after four years
Starting over never easy
But it takes some time to realize your own worth
Come into your own
Play your mental rebirth
She starts penning some better poems
Straighten up her bank account
Likes to take herself out
I'm getting better at it
I've had a few relationships
But still too young and dumb enough to call it quits
It's still a love song
Love
All I ever want is you
All I ever had, leading in my life was you
All that ever was, all I ever had
Maybe it's easier to talk about this shit in third person
Learning better
Wooking pa nub in all the wrong places
Like I'm Eddie Murphy
Curse me to repeat the same cycle
I'm breaking
No longer think relations make a better woman
Just for life, I'm pursuing
Growing, but hopelessly romantic still
Tasted weather in the bitter climates
Love the sunshine better
Dreaming of dream proposals
Decent moral values placing higher on my chart
Trying not to have a shallow heart
But battle scars are deep and reaching to the depth of hell and back
Try to give up the grudges
Think it's experience and move from the clutches of sadness
It's difficult
Sometimes I wish I wasn't an adult
Adolescent primetime sitcom star
I've been too far and too much, too hard, for too long
[Jean Grae]
It's kinda hard to explain
But I been thinkin, haven't come to a decision
Drinkin away the pain night after night, listen
It's like I'm caught in the rain, that never stops and only follows me
Wide hollow feelin of emptiness, nothing inside of me
Drama lays my head on the pillow, but still no sleep
Been walkin the Wonderland for 40 days and 7 weeks
Just wonderin how good it would be, to finally say goodbye
To everything that's goin wrong, God, especially me
I wanna let go, let my mind just finally be free
Breathe with no echo, tomorrow won't be less without me
I stay in wet though, only thing that keeps me on the side
Of the living is you, said the same thing to me too
Otherwise, I'm just caught up in deception and lies
I have days of just wakin and hatin the sunshine
Hatin life itself, hatin death for takin it's time
Lovin you enough not to commit the ultimate crime
I sin in my mind though, visions of weaponry wettin me up
Payin people off for settin me up
Some crazy wild sick imagery, paintin pictures of bloody scenes
Seems the only peace of mind's in dreams
So I pray for never-ending sleep, but it never comes
So I pray for being so weak, and givin up
Friends say I live the party life, livin it up
One hand on the glass, other on the bottle, fillin it up
I wanna leave so bad, but lovin you is enough
To make a slow exit to Hell, would never leave you here by yourself
Nobody else could keep me here but you
Nobody else could wipe away the tears but you
I love you too much
[Chorus]
I would, give my, life for you
If you asked me too
I would do, just anything for you
And the world if I could
I would give to you
But I don't have anything to give
So I sweat just to live for you
Live for you
[Jean Grae]
Are you dissapointed in me?Twenty-three, can't get it together
No money, no job, debt that seems to last forever
I just wanna make you proud someday
Like acceptin awards that's in front of a crowd
And say "Thanks" in front of a million people
Tell you I've fallin victim to some evil things in the past
My road's been short but rough;
A lot of things you don't know even if you ask
I wanna tell you all but I can't, you're too precious for that
Try and explain why your daughter is into rap
I'm like guilt with a guilty conscience
Emotional politics wild on me
Constantly pregnant with a rowdy problem child in me
I wonder if we switched places, changed the dial on me
Would you rather be somebody else's mommy?Divorced probably
Just show me, no apology needed, I understand the reason
It's the quality of livin, and what you want for children
I'm not givin it, but you're the kind of love that never gives up
[Chorus]
[Jean Grae]
I promised I'm gonna buy you that house on the beach
A whole damn street
And give you grandchildren, two maybe three
Build you a studio and get you back to recordin
And singin whenever you want, give you whatever you want
I know you miss the music too, you just put up a front
But I can see it in your eyes, musical echo soul cries to be free
Don't you worry about me
I'm gonna be alright, when I'm in darkness in my life
I just think different, like you taught me
The way you do, shine different, they all can see
I just wanna tell you you're loved
And anything that I can ever do for you is never enough
It's never enough, it's never enough
[ VERSE 1 ]
Yo, this shit keeps weighin me down, beatin me up
Like every day's governed by Murphy's Law
It never drops, but inside I'm, tied up
In stress knots and chains and bills that ain't paid
I damn near work for Dun & Bradstreet
Keep a bank card and a wallet for show, I hate empty spaces
Fill 'em with MetroCards that's been already took me places
Fun Passes, loose changes, gum wrappers, maybe numbers
Battery covers to CD players, and that's it
I got some plastic
But can't even use it, the bad credit's so drastic
Ask me bastard if I'm signed, I rhyme sick
But niggas is quick to turn they back on spitters with clits
Hit em with this, and ridiculous phrase flow that exit my lips
Hey yo, I mean my face, though
They still want chicks with tits and ass out
My respect is worth more than your advance cash-out
I'm fuckin you right in the ear
If these chicks did it you'd be catchin gonorrhea
The only thing I spread is tinnitus
Just tryin to keep this shit right
And for all of y'all askin when my joint droppin
Watch me this year
It's like.
[ CHORUS ]
Hustles don't get knocked, except the ones that
Fuck with my business and dough, you can forget that
I told you once it's not gangsta, it's just right
Don't get it fucked, I don't like to spit my shit twice
Keep your fake thuggin, afraid to get in fist fights
Glittery knuckles never made me shiver, buckle never
Knocka, this how I get down
I'ma have to do that again, so y'all can hear it
[ CHORUS ]
That's what I said, yeah yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[ VERSE 2 ]
It's crazy how I'm still catchin with no major distribution
Slice through like guillotines, I'm precise with a execution
The definition of artist, past the hype and the business
So I paint the track like a canvas in post-impressionist style
Time keeps gettin postponed like Emmy Awards
My moms cataloguin my shit like she's Afeni Shakur
Many of y'all ain't even worth a penny for thoughts
So I ignore the rumors and the biters
More than y'all ignore the Unsigned Hype in The Source
Peace to Steady Rock and Tyson [Name]
And a big fuck you to bitch Chris Lombardi at Matador
And every A&R; that turned me down
Props to kids who stayed loyal since "Baseball" dropped
And copped the underground, see, the barrel was facin me
Now I turn the gun around and it's got unlimited ammunition
I dare you to question, now they'll know I'm dressin
So don't skip through the record
But if you're lookin for some shit to bump in the ride, you should check it
[ CHORUS ]
Alright, alright
One more time
One more time
[ CHORUS ]
What
What
What
What
What
Get it?
Got it?
Good
This is rebel shit
Mojave rock
Got polyglots, who'll molly whop you til yo body pop
I'm never sick, when my temperature drop, it's 7 up
105.6 hell, praise the rock
I ain't a savior, just your neighbor like amazing Peter
Minus the spider bite, the webs, the aunt and uncle neither
But save the reasoning, the need to tuck the dynamite
To even up the nonbelievers
Man humble season was cool, sure
But now I'm seeing North Shore faces, are y'all sure
Well turn around and walk four paces
I'll walk forth five, y'all 86'ed in all cases
I'm the figure 8 sideways, always, ageless
Y'all in the club aimless, blind, spades shit
My time and space mix, record a rhyme on spaceships
You way behind like you caught a ride on a slave ship
I'm the modern anomaly, brazen Amelie, faceless
Representing the basement, raised up, cage less
Limitless, reminiscent of rapists
Boundaries?
Got none, rock, paper, shotgun
Achtung, baby not an A.D.D 80's baby I'm not from
Rated G catering eras, I was the type of New Yorker
Rhyming at night in the park and hiding a knife in hair and
Even though mama was careful, I would be fighting so often
Finding the light in dark, was time and just life in the mirror
Reflection infinite, Escher
In the end
We r who we r uhhh… Ke$ha
Late night dive bar, sipping on a vesper
I'm bond and the villain in one time bomb, test her
Dressed mismatch like confederate soldiers
Told ya best to think fast, this level is over
I'm going for the kill screen, fistful of quarters
Billy Mitchell, I'm a fiend, jumping barrels, famous sauces
Was a preteen prodigy, a plethora of knowledge, I don't mean like Albert
Johnson
I mean Jean was on to college
I'll never respect a comment from a novice
I'll never be just a common denominator, promise
I was nominated flyest so you'll see I'll take us higher, the defiant one
The phoenix from the fire, hell mouth leviathan
I only get killed at the end of time
So I'm buying some
This is heavy metal
Ryerson
Or Reitman & Mogel '81 either is right man
My life spans eternal ever since I touched the mic stand
Put the mic in my right hand, left hook, goodnight man
Rest good, hype man, jeannie take it easy like bikinis on some white sand
is on me
I'm calm b, sipping on a zombie, Condé, Nast, no bath salts spilling
in my flask
I'm appealing to your class, laugh now get shot later with sedatives
I'll medicate to torture you some more so aww, you better live
Edifice I'm living in a world full of oedipus
It's all relative, melanin, nepotism
Tell the kids, hell is in, check the prisons
I wanna teach particle physics business, just as a better business class,
syllabus rise up
You wanna get your philistine thighs up
My abilities high as fuck
You still willing to try luck
I wish I had guillotine garage doors
Mass carnage, barnyard parties, animals, carnivores
Trash, garbage, Skarsgaard hotties, mandibles, parting jaws
Over in Killarney
Many years ago
My Mother sang a song to me
In tones so sweet and low.
Just a simple little ditty
In her good ould Irish way
And I'd give the world if she could sing
That song to me this day.
"Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don't you cry
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, that's an Irish lullaby."
Oft in dreams I wander
To that cot again
I feel her arms a-huggin' me
As when she held me then.
And I hear her voice a -hummin'
To me as in days of yore
When she used to rock me fast asleep
Outside the cabin door.
"Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, hush now, don't you cry
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral, too-ra-loo-ra-li
Once upon a time, a girl with moonlight in her eyes
Put her hand in mine and said she loved me so
But that was once upon a time, very long ago
Once upon a time, we sat beneath the willow tree
Counting all the stars and waiting for the dawn
But that was once upon a time – now the tree has gone
How the breeze ruffled through her hair
How we always laughed as though tomorrow wasn’t there
We were young and didn’t have a care
Where did it go?
Once upon a time, the world was sweeter than we knew
Everything was ours – how happy we were then
If you'll listen, I'll sing you a sweet little song,
Of a flower that's now drooped and dead,
Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates,
Tho' each holds aloft its proud head.
'Twas given to me by a girl that I know,
Since we've met, faith, I've known no repose,
She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star,
And I call her my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose,
The sweetest flow'r that grows,
You may search ev'rywhere,
But none can compare
With my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose,
The dearest flow'r that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish Rose.
They may sing of their roses which, by other names,
Would smell just as sweetly, they say,
But I know that my Rose would never consent
To have that sweet name taken away.
Her glances are shy when e'er I pass by
The bower, where my true love grows;
And my one wish has been that some day I may win
The heart of my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose,
The sweetest flow'r that grows,
You may search ev'rywhere,
But none can compare
With my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose,
The dearest flow'r that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take
I'll take you home again, Kathleen
Across the ocean wild and wide
To where your heart has ever been
Since you were first my bonnie bride.
The roses all have left your cheek.
I've watched them fade away and die
Your voice is sad when e'er you speak
And tears bedim your loving eyes.
Oh! I will take you back, Kathleen
To where your heart will feel no pain
And when the fields are fresh and green
I'II take you to your home again!
I know you love me, Kathleen, dear
Your heart was ever fond and true.
I always feel when you are near
That life holds nothing, dear, but you.
The smiles that once you gave to me
I scarcely ever see them now
Though many, many times I see
A dark'ning shadow on your brow.
To that dear home beyond the sea
My Kathleen shall again return.
And when thy old friends welcome thee
Thy loving heart will cease to yearn.
Where laughs the little silver stream
Beside your mother's humble cot
And brightest rays of sunshine gleam
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.
Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone and all the roses falling;
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow.
And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so!
But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be.
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me;
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me;
In Dublin's fair city, where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!
She was a fish-monger, but sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
And they each wheeled their barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!
She died of a fever, and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and mussels, alive, alive-O!
Alive, alive-O! alive, alive-O!
Oh, my love
my darling
I've hungered for your touch
a long lonely time
and time goes by so slowly
and time can do so much
are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
Godspeed your love to me
Lonely rivers flow to the sea,
to the sea
to the open arms of the sea
lonely rivers sigh 'wait for me, wait for me'
I'll be coming home wait for me
Oh, my love
my darling
I've hungered for your touch
a long lonely time
and time goes by so slowly
and time can do so much
are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
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