Zero Chords by Jean Grae

Zero Chords by Jean Grae

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
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Hacksaws, crass black Rachmaninoff
Smack paws with the catch from the Donner Party
That's a body party
Sierra, Nevada, I'm hunters lawyer scared of nada
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Paranoia I'm on you marionetta
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Sauter for me, tell your father for me I said, "What up?"
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Don't call me, what's the story, glory
Never? Not even when I'm saltin' pepper?
You'll go on and ignore me forever?
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Carded, still carded
A mortal form in the shape of adorable, stay sharper than Dominican barber shape-ups
Marble, tabletop elegance, Parker Posey, Peter, New York elements
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Par for relevance, Smithsonian twice
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Pardon your feigned ignorance, bitch, pardon your life
Cm
Caught a terra-color Botticelli body mighta bought a minute the pedagogy for no fucks infinite
Cm
Better keep a medevac hoverin' 24 or the fault's all yours as you draw your last breath
And I draw talk while y'all still talkin' all stressed
And if a cat called ya family, ball out ya chest, boy
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Act next door, demeanor with the neck tat's confused
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Textbook procedure with an X-Acto, profused
They’re calling me "sassy motherfucker,” Balderdash, I'm the original nasty motherfucker
Let's dance

[Chorus: Jean Grae]
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Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven
Six, Five, Four, Three
Two, One
Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero
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Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
Dm-5                        Gm
Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
Cm
Fucks to give: zero, zero

[Verse 2: Jean Grae]
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You already know I'ma rain on it
Bring me the check, came in
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Fire, brimstone, magma, lava, didelon, molten, granite, dollas
Kimchi, longer exists, stronger the MC
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But no literal sittin' humility, nobody touch her
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Nobody's given immunity, I start killin' at dusk, though
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Everybody doin' the hustle, like I'm shooting in a crowded disco brotha

[Pre-Chorus: Jean Grae]
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You miss me? Did you miss me?
Well, you shoulda bought the catalog, stupid
Cm
Gettin' what you put in, puddin', clueless
I don't make personal house calls to do this
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Foolish, rules is mixed if my whole don't exist
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And if I don't go on a list why the fuck should I color in lines, I'm colored in fines
New Crayola colors, see you colored in mine
     Cm
Now who can you say your mother?

[Chorus: Jean Grae]
Cm
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven
Six, Five, Four, Three
Two, One
Zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero
Cm                    Gm    Eb
Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
Dm-5                        Gm
Fucks to give: zero, zero, zero
Cm
Fucks to give: zero, zero
Fucks to give: zero, zero

[Instrumental]
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