Killin Em Jean Grae (Ft. Pharoahe Monch)

[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
Jean, always inappropriate
The socially inept, the stogie smoker
With a Boba Fett helmet on the red carpet
That I bought from Target
See you can do it too, I just take it the farthest
Screw you
I can make you take your brain apart
With garden tools a rake to start with, ho
Get out my lane for starters, I'm a rapist barber
I'll line 'em up and fuck their faces with this
Razor sharp wit, as sharp as 8 guitar picks
Fitted with lasers on 'em
I'm getting Asian on 'em
Do the math
Stations got Nathan on 'em, nothing
Playing, fucking cowards
You're due the wrath, I do devour, rude for hours
Due to last, brutal bruiser, Shropshire Slasher
Fucking posers, I'm unglued and past help I'm know I'm
Self help books ....with no pages on stages, felt this?
Cooked by Food Chain, it's amazing, hey, keep her
In your good graces cause I'm...I'm uh...

[Hook]
Killing everybody in sight