Biografía:
Jean Grae (26 de noviembre de 1976), anteriormente conocida como What? What?, es una artista de hip hop americana . Saltó a la fama en el underground del hip-hop en Nueva York y desde entonces ha construido una solida base de fans internacional.
Nació en Ciudad del Cabo , Sudáfrica , hija de músicos de jaz- Sathima Bea Benjamin y Abdullah Ibrahim. . Se crió en Nueva York después de que sus padres se trasladaran allí después de su nacimiento.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
|Cm |Bb |Cm |Bb
|Cm |Eb Dm-5 |Cm |Cm
|Cm Dm-5 |Gm |Cm
|Cm |Gm |Cm
[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
Cm
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
Cm
Paranoia I'm on you marionetta
Gm Eb Dm
Sauter for me, tell your father for me I said, "What up?"
Gm Cm
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?
Cm
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
Gm Eb
Par for relevance, Smithsonian twice
Dm-5 Gm
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
Gm Eb
Act next door, demeanor with the neck tat's confused
Sm Gm Cm
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]
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
[Verse 2: Jean Grae]
Cm
You already know I'ma rain on it
Bring me the check, came in
Cm
Fire, brimstone, magma, lava, didelon, molten, granite, dollas
Kimchi, longer exists, stronger the MC
Cm Gm Eb
But no literal sittin' humility, nobody touch her
Dm-5 Gm
Nobody's given immunity, I start killin' at dusk, though
Cm
Everybody doin' the hustle, like I'm shooting in a crowded disco brotha
[Pre-Chorus: Jean Grae]
Cm
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
Cm Gm Eb
Foolish, rules is mixed if my whole don't exist
Dm-5 Gm Cm
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]
|Eb Cm |Cm |Cm
|Cm |Dm-5 Gm |Cm
|Gm Eb |Dm-5 |Gm
|Cm
|Cm |Bb |Cm |Bb
|Cm |Eb Dm-5 |Cm |Cm
|Cm Dm-5 |Gm |Cm
|Cm |Gm |Cm
[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
Cm
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
Cm
Paranoia I'm on you marionetta
Gm Eb Dm
Sauter for me, tell your father for me I said, "What up?"
Gm Cm
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?
Cm
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
Gm Eb
Par for relevance, Smithsonian twice
Dm-5 Gm
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
Gm Eb
Act next door, demeanor with the neck tat's confused
Sm Gm Cm
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]
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
[Verse 2: Jean Grae]
Cm
You already know I'ma rain on it
Bring me the check, came in
Cm
Fire, brimstone, magma, lava, didelon, molten, granite, dollas
Kimchi, longer exists, stronger the MC
Cm Gm Eb
But no literal sittin' humility, nobody touch her
Dm-5 Gm
Nobody's given immunity, I start killin' at dusk, though
Cm
Everybody doin' the hustle, like I'm shooting in a crowded disco brotha
[Pre-Chorus: Jean Grae]
Cm
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
Cm Gm Eb
Foolish, rules is mixed if my whole don't exist
Dm-5 Gm Cm
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]
|Eb Cm |Cm |Cm
|Cm |Dm-5 Gm |Cm
|Gm Eb |Dm-5 |Gm
|Cm
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Jean Renoir
Jean Ritchie
Jean Rohe
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