Pharoahe Monch - k**in Em lyrics

[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 f** 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, f**ing cowards You're due the wrath, I do devour, rude for hours Due to last, brutal bruiser, Shropshire Slasher f**ing 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] k**ing everybody in sight [Verse 2: Jean Grae] Finagle verbatim with anger Based in hatred, for lazy rappers Play me backwards, get no satan statements The opposite of Jason Statham, never crunk mechanic, nope I'm drunk, my manics, slow, I never judge or panic Panoramic flow, as wrong as NAMBLA on Yo Gabba Gabba's show, when I'm in town the ambulances show Word evangelist, diabolical vandalist Infamous, Maya Angelou with Marlon Brando sh** Cantankerous as kangaroos on angel dust I'll kick your face in til your face is facing 8 of us I'm out of order, got restraining orders? Wait, your honor! He made me do it, I'm a angel, check my face, I'm honest I make electric chair music I dare you music It's fair to use it in scenarios wherever you is View it as k**er, not sedated or some euthanasia When Jean is illing Call your mama tell her that your days up I'm...I'm ... uh [Verse 3: Pharoahe Monch] Myers, Michael, Psycho Lucky Number Slevin 6 million ways to die Saw Seven Leaving skeletons charred with dental records revealed... Post... Stab Kelloggs strangle General Mills Gattaca, black magic more dramatic than Attica Defrost your head and then smack the sh** out of yah, then refreeze it call it the First murder remix, k** 'em revive em I leave them alive paraplegic I've never seen my reflection, guess who you're about to interview Make heads spin, literally, separate blood... Centrifuge Generally accused of a mutant who k**s sentinels eventually For days of futures past intentionally I'm in a clinic for sinners who reach there insanity pinnacle Strangle instrumental interludes with chords umbilical Step light, expedite Left, right, ventricle from Queens to Flint No finger print is identical I'm