This World

By Jean Grae

On Jeanius

Released on January 1, 2004

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[Verse]

Man

Brothers they wilding on account of me ripping the truth

Flipping positions, missions written man I'm living proof

I took the mittens off

I'm slugging open fist

Shadowbox, slap boxing "this world" ain't shit

The double standards are driving me I'm mechanical now

The catalog is gradually bigger, annually

I'm a door breaker downer, law disobeyer

Crowd around her and all for simply saying "this world" need taming

I'm entertaining, yes attacking like Dick Cheney's chest

But lacking nuts so macadamia fuckers claim the best

It's not gon' last long

Homie I'm that strong

You gonna fuck up leaving "this world" past gone

I'm here to fuck perception

Right in it's 20/20 eye prescription

Leaving it blinded you should've brought protection

Watch your necks I'm sneaking up behind you

Like the tax in checks all of "this world" you're next


[Hook]

Y'all wanna let me in then you wanna change me up

Man, how the fuck you think you're ever gonna play me up?

You can't play me out, y'all just acting crazy now

I'll be doing Jeanie until "this world" fades out


[Verse Two]

Pass me on your block will ya

Know what I got for ya

A million stories and albums that never rock fillers

You like to cock fellas

Give them some accapellas

Never, ever, ever up in "this world" of y'all killers

Please, I'm 'bout to show you the meaning of work

Affirmative Jeanie's Action you can see if I dirt

And leave 'em bleeding and gasping like they're Jesus on wood

I wish I would get a reaction for all of "this world"...good

Controversy works and plus I got a pussy

But even with that, people scared to push me, who's a pussy first?

A fucking hearse you'll have to share a space with

I'll get used to rocking ankle bracelets

Changed it, shit


[Hook]


[Verse Three]

Damn, y'all scared of change like some nickels chasing you

Running with pistols shooting, reckless till they're staining you

In all directions I'm aiming straighter than missiles nigga

Fingers arranged, one for "this world" one on the trigger

Both of my hands up

With loaded hand guns

We're 'bout to make this such a notorious anthem

Vainglorious like we're still a part of the X-Clan

You don't want it sissy, I own "this world", next plan


[Hook]