Jean Grae - Crux lyrics

[Verse:] Bad employees [x2] Ain't good employees So true Let's get it straight They employees I'm the boss Edison grain Himalayan salt Bars act as medicine man laying hands Contact n***as a brand to maintain fans I'm prone to darker thoughts and Peter Parker witticism Known to target more than people gone to prison system Women carcuses burned and park and earned on a mantle I'll still be the hardest worker just a shift in prisons I've always been a prophet conjurer manifester Better than 100% of them Dentagrip in the hand of the better gent better than gentleman Just presented the option of settling in Back of the bus relegated like black slated The lady with crack laid in the pages Lack of phrases never Hope that we're trapped in a case together Raw shack and watch men approach and fall until their balls back in Here's a vodka toast for every hour on the hour So I don't go cop a toast Michael Douglas falling down I'm a Kings County resider with a bounty hunter on the sider With the county call the [?] Got a renaissance Probably I'm a pa** on the common cla** Mosque and synagogue Now we into simpletons Spin a call spin it thin Finnegan begin again Optimism was wearing thin even on thicker carotin The caring is a barren ain't it Call stress related aging and immortal babies Morbid thoughts that separate you from your moral cause But serenade and show them all the born creators That's why now I got to call the blond girls with pom poms With their mom's pearls at the prom With the promise of going to good colleges to bond On a scholarship Dad's in the Klan My family's into politics I'll choke with tampon strings Smoke over your body while some a**hole sings I'm really not a part of your party You're grasping for mercy I don't have any personally ask him *Listen I really can't help you I gotta See now I'm late Now I'm late to do the hook Now I just gotta just do pushups until the next verse Alright really just shut up* Oh that burns one hand Let's go* Was always Rosewood pissed off permanent b**h slaps Doing the birdman hand rub and six packs And a van pa**ed and to see you wearing a calf tan Blaring the gap man covers a scat man Unreasonable tin foil hat flow Rap so blacks don't back pedal to crack hoes Mother land ex pat Ex lax lexicon broad When I land my jets to concourse No pedestrians on board Brontosaurus various ignoring the words to the chorus So your morals hurt more like slipping on marbles Non-carpeted long a** mall corridors All mall smokes at hole in the wall bars Sipping a long dog flipping off all y'all Yeah that's all I got jokes in bars And I boast those joke While you hope and costar Praying like a space ghost coast to coast star Ricky Lake and Lakos hosting postcards Go-karts and Nascar reason for blowdarts Big n*ggas old time No I don't spar I'll be at my Metamucil age refusing medicine But then a tending to my linens A gentleman good evening Following my bereavement is a team challenge Valance valor cadence patience manners Basic etiquette relevant rhetoric brander A reverent benevolent banter Gallous gracious Panoramic picture painter Realist escapist Defendant never plaintiff I don't need to f**ing claim sh** I own sh** that own sh** Jessica Tandy prone sh** Jennifer Hanner Get a home b**h Get the f** out of mine You the f** out of line You don't even know how the f** to rhyme Come on yeah go on Calling the fuzz calling your cousins I want them running and f**ing buzz I've had a dozen a feathering I f**ing live trucks I'm Bugs Bunny with dutch ovens on my knuckles [inaudible 3:52-2:56] I'm the last mother f**ing standing You don't wanna brash hands Wait I was trying to say Lunatic bra** pants Lunatic bra** pants that's my new alias That's what I got lunatic bra** pants You're not putting the beat back on What are you doing to the microphone I see your point