Hater's Anthem - Jean Grae

Liquid content may cause y’all faggot’s frames to burst

Insane rhyme structure flame your brain, I blame birth

The game switched-a made a retainer greater picture of lame dames that couldn’t

be felt with braille scripture

Even deaf kids are rockin' ear plugs

I rip you then stick you with sticks I dipped in arsenic filled jugs

I’m official you bitches.

I ignite under certain circumstances

Flip back and have your ass kicked by backup dancers

Cancer chokin' the mad hatter the Jabberwocky of rap and hibernate in

Contemplate and now I’m finally back

The throat changed so hopscotch your ass back

I play close like a thong huggin' that ass crack

Verb pleat scab riddled permanent scars

Scratch deep like a cheap box of CD-Rs

Spread heat like I’m gia’s drawers

Pleading the 4th in court like he’s the boss then I carry you off

I’m more necessary than violence on the Amistad (Oh my god)

You grown like eating bacon on Ramadan

I’ll piss on your shoes and make you clean em with your mouth

Then I’ll tell all your friends I’ll send Depends to your house

Must be crazy but the speed not to ya lady

File a DNA test so it’s not your baby

(Maybe we can be friends?) No, just pretend

I slip razors in your charm bracelet;

slit your skin bitch

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, hold up

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, wait, nah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, ok

Fuck you, fuck you, everybody

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, hold up

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, wait, nah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, ok

Fuck you, fuck you, everybody

Super enhanced survival shoot em with a crucial plan

Infatuated with music in loops, no scruples man

Phrase-ologist.

Non-apologetic mutiliator

Stays all of this defaming names so they can sue me later

Hater, yes

The kinderst gas the fate opposer

Philanthropist, misanthropist, underground soldier

Banana clips just start unloading in your supermarkets screaming till your

Hoarse, bleeding, finding out that you’re the target

Monotony flow, contradictory, word plays and like bringing Satan to a

Baptism in a flooded basement

Jean’s out to lunch, she ain’t even punched in yet

You’re a facsimile, I’m the original document

All shock and then lights out drop em in. Selections are very buried

Improper things I’m married to rap like J. Lo to scandals

Light up a room like J. Hov’s birthday candles

I’m that bright like Steven Hawking’s computer chair

Asked out a teacher on a Sadie Hawkin’s dare

Parallax you, see the future in my sleep

I’ll battle rap you until your gullet starts to leak

Gnash your teeth and smash you then bind your feet

Thrash holes in your dome snatch your soul and retreat

Mad Max-ish the prose so dope it’s fantastic

Now fold up your dough before you get yo ass kicked

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, hold up

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, wait, nah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, ok

Fuck you, fuck you, everybody

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, hold up

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, wait, nah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, ok

Fuck you, fuck you, everybody

Rush the door like a Russian whore

Mail order bitch sent to Dahmer’s crib

It’s an honor to split your armor blood drip

Like pulp fiction when bits o' bones get on ya

Shit, I just talk jargon disregard margins

Liquid date any enemies rap incarnate

I’m cynical, criminal actions excite me

My mic chords an umbilical that radiates high beams

Humorous, filled with more flow than a cumulus cloud

Dentist mad, he said my words abuse my mouth, so I upchucked em

Gut buck em out.

Chuckle loud, duck down screaming fuck the crowd

Specialize staggered mixed malt liquor with jolt cola

Start drinking when cops start lookin' over their shoulder

Nastier than central booking sandwiches handling tough

Cranky in the morning after smoking the canibus stuff

Can’t see it like Orphan Annie’s pupils in the cartoons

Can’t be it like tranny’s who paid for implanted wombs

Nope.

That’s not it

Close but no cigar

Dutch lit but I’m passing it right past ya Paul

That’s all, that’s Jean the definitive minister

The sarcastic lip bar spitter competitor

The un-cosmetic duck shit on your pedestal

Sanitarium released, the most unforgettable

Motov dirt Molotov your face

Then lock you in a box and watch you burn in a closed space

Big face get your shit taken and replaced with a ticking case that’s

Strapped to your waist

(Duh) You move to slow sloth boost your movement

Your mind counts time like down south screw music

Who’s it

The Phoenix wings spread like an Ox said

I’ll knock you out a window make you literally drop dead

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, hold up

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, wait, nah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, ok

Fuck you, fuck you, everybody

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, hold up

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, wait, nah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, ok

Fuck you, fuck you, everybody