Artist: Blue Sky Black Death & Jean Grae Album: Jean Grae: The Evil Jeanius Song: Lights Out Typed by: timm2014@hotmail.com [Verse One] She's back once more with a flask in hand The bad ma'am Damn hot like an afghan Just ask Ann You'll get a bit of the mad plan Observative work And just ask like a TWIRP dance At first glance Miss Grae style I've been dirty Beneath the surface, can't curve me I'll swerve into you on purpose Worth gold bars, Fort Knox You're just worthless and I'ma Permanent fixture, mixture just like your favorite liquor The picture of a sicker and thinner and lighter young Oprah Not the visual though But thinkin' bigger You don't know of it but so what? I'm gonna open up for shows now This year? I'll be the close down The clothes stay on, nigga the flow stayed strong The hoes days are gone And I toast with 40's all wrong We walkin' long while you whippin' your truck And smashin' bats to rims and screamin' "We don't give a fuck!" [Verse Two] I do not yell I'm too cool for it I let her move loud, through on a jack chorus Act lawless I'll slap back your slack pectorus Slick like The Mack, I talk smack, shit, your facts bore us Animalistic when I rip, get your skin flayed off I rhyme 100 bars You couldn't flip 8 off I'll rhyme to your heartbeat Stage in the car seat Blaze hard from the corner Gutta curb to the varsity You'll hardly play it right I never sleep The day and nights all in the same frame of mind In time, respect mine Flexible mind Can bend spoons with the flick of an eye Dispense goons with a signal and sigh (So watch out now) I'm out now Better get inside Like when the street lights came on when you was a child I'll let your mama hold a switch like I'm the Jackson Family Smackin' your fanny You'll get forgotten like your Rebbie or Randy I'm rotten