Текст песни Threats - Jean Grae feat. Chen Lo
1 Jean
Grae
I'll
jack
a
beat
from
ya
Take
a
little
bit
of
heat
from
ya
Am
I
frightenin'
ya?
Shall
I
continue?
Take
the
light
from
ya
Redesignin'
the
song
and
when
the
mic
enters
The
whole
crowd
sing
along
Just
a
like
a
duet,
and
who's
got
the
best
shit
now?
The
technique,
peep
the
new
set
And
I
don't
mean
two
teets
Never
try
to
run
up
you
dumb
fuck
This
is
an
unusual
musical,
reconstructed
You're
lookin'
at
the
new
Harriet
Tubman
So
all
critics
can
suck
this
I
don't
care
if
you're
the
Gulf
kid's
mothers
The
hall
kids
lovin'
ya,
you're
only
fuckin'
yourselves
For
7 years
they
had
me
sittin'
up
on
the
shelves
Never
likin'
y'all
what?
Like
I
wasn't
tryin'
to
tell
A
little
compensated
but
I
still
feel
hatred
Female,
black
and
young
so
they
wanna
strip
me
naked
But
You'll
never
have
me
like
none
of
my
adversaries
But
catch
me
in
Manhattan,
frontin'
like
Halle
Berry
On
the
M.T.A
Any
time
of
the
day
Blastin'
out
the
headphones,
The
Best
of
Jay
You
can't
ignore
me,
I
swear
Jean
is
here
to
stay
I'll
pu
a
spell
on
ya
You're
startin'
to
look
like
bread
From
here
to
California,
niggas
will
buy
me
instead
Check
the
proper
grammar
Royal
fuck
with
your
head
Ayo
pause
You
know
what
the
fuck
I
just
said
2 Chen
Lo
You
can
sound
the
drum
for
the
champion
Vocally
legendary,
mic
legacy
to
y'all,
I'm
Mr.
Extraordinary
Upper
K
specialist,
MC
supremacist
Bling
nemesis,
afro
indigenous
mic
therapist
Air
play
I'm
all
up
in
your
face
til
it's
my
way
Put
the
mic
down,
turn
around,
step
away
It's
for
official
use
only
Surrender
your
stance
Save
the
dance
like
you
trespassed
out
your
weight
class
on
fight
night
I'm
weighin'
at
the
tonnage
of
sunlight
With
speed
like
your
death
with
mic
cords
to
your
windpipe
We
bomb
like
Baghdad
Nights
you
outmatched
Totin'
spears
with
the
feathers
attached
It's
combat,
this
ain't
rap
Jean
will
draw
a
line
in
the
sand
So
we
can
usher
in
the
true
hip
hop
with
heavy
hands
Rated
African
Heavenly
syndicate
We
managin'
and
cause
panic
in
any
unworthy
so
they
abadndonin'
mic
stage
Radio
waves,
I
think
we
all
heard
enough
of
the
same
Mundane
over
again,
fuck
all
the
fame
As
long
as
blood
is
blue
in
my
veins
I'll
be
rockin'
with
the
best
of
'em
and
changin'
the
game
Ya
heard?
Hook
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