[Edgar Allen Floe]

What up Jean, you know theres a lot of nonsense in the streets right now, you see it right? Tell 'em whats up

[Jean Grae]

Possibly I could, dropping some knowledge I should

But I ain't finish college and I'm not a Kanye, got it? Good

Intelligent rhetoric, brain packed like a tenement

Aimed back at the tenants, my face crack in a venomous rage

I really wanna blaze all you, burn you like 8 whores do

Hurl you like Florida storm furniture

Permanent marker Jean is tagging blacking up on your partners penis

Pardon the phoenix I mark you plus I bark the meanest

Hardly elitist, I know the struggle

I mostly bubble underground like a soda below some broken rubble

At ground zero, I get down nigga, like them brown people

Saturday Night, Geechi Suede and Sonny Cheeba, lift ya

I'll levitate the scriptures just so I can see 'em better

Each and every letter was conceived by Jean I'm the Coretta

Scott King of my day I mean, standing by my mate, my king

Planning for Jamaica honeymooning, vacationing

Cd breaking in, skipping on this track like I've been scraping it

Scraping it, scraping it, bring it back

Sicker than rap. I'll stick you with a picket axe

Pick up your soul and then control it whats bigger than that?

You don't like the way I flow? "She needs more emotion"? No

I'll give you emotion its you holding your broken nose

And leave you comatose with a pound of Columbia snow

At your side when the cops arrive, they'll just say you overdosed

This ain't a battle, I would make your cranium rattle

Skull in pain as if a hundred veins had popped a dangerous madam

The Heidi Fleiss of words, like a verse, find a purse

I could make you love me if you fuck with me violence occurs

New York pimp game the worst chick since the birth of the words

That I first met on a Thursday I think I'm cursed

Don't blink niggas, cause I will figure

A way to kill you in a second with my ring finger

Think quicker, my visions multiplied like liquor drinkers

I kick your sister 'til shes crippled making you step with her

Cause I could mark you too, show you what a dart could do

When your aorta's the target, nigga pardon you...