I am sharper than a razor Eyes made of lasers Bolder than the truth They want me locked up in the system 'Cause I'm on a mission Blame it on my youth Too long I've been out here on my own Now I'm bout to bring it home Like a rolling stone I ain't never been afraid to die Look a man in the eye
I am sharper than a switchblade First and last of what God made and that's the truth But man, keep on tryna' hold me back While another chicken head come home to roost Too strong, tryna do me wrong And the last one standing will order to my dance Oh, dance! Run tell your preacher and your teacher
Two dimes walked up in the building Tall and concealing, wearing fancy things Chopped up with a knife, hammered like a screw. When they walked in the room we didn't know what to do One looked at me and I looked back She said, "Can you tell me where the party's at?" She followed me back to the lobby Yeah, she was looking at me for some undercover love
givin' 'em what they love ➵ janelle monae ft. prince
I am sharper than a razor
Eyes made of lasers
Bolder than the truth
They want me locked up in the system
'Cause I'm on a mission
Blame it on my youth
Too long I've been out here on my own
Now I'm bout to bring it home
Like a rolling stone
I ain't never been afraid to die
Look a man in the eye
I am sharper than a switchblade
First and last of what God made and that's the truth
But man, keep on tryna' hold me back
While another chicken head come home to roost
Too strong, tryna do me wrong
And the last one standing will order to my dance
Oh, dance!
Run tell your preacher and your teacher
Two dimes walked up in the building
Tall and concealing, wearing fancy things
Chopped up with a knife, hammered like a screw.
When they walked in the room we didn't know what to do
One looked at me and I looked back
She said, "Can you tell me where the party's at?"
She followed me back to the lobby
Yeah, she was looking at me for some undercover love