As we proceed!,
To give you what you need!
'09, brother!, Get live, brother!
Ladies and gentlemen of the court
In the hearing against The State of Hip-Hop
vs. Jay Electronica
I present: Exhibit C
When I was sleepin' on the train
Sleepin' on Meserole Ave out in the rain
Without even a single slice of pizza
to my name
Too proud to beg for change,
mastering the pain
When New York niggas were calling
southern rappers lame
But then jacking our slang
I used to get dizzy spells, hear a little ring
The voice of a angel telling me my name
Telling me that one day I'ma be a great mane
Transforming with the Megatron
Don spittin out flames
Eatin' wack rappers alive, shittin' out chains
I ain't believe it then, nigga I was homeless
Fightin', shootin dice,
smokin weed on the corners
Tryna find the meaning of life in a corona
Till the 5 percenters rolled up
on a nigga and informed him
You either build or destroy,
where you come from?
The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum
It's quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
And how you shine
like you grew up in a shrine in Peru
Question 14, Muslim Lesson 2,
dip dive, uh, civilize a 85, uh
I make the devil hit his knees
and say the "Our Father"
Abracadabra!
You rockin' with the true and living
Shot out to Lights Out,
Joseph I, Chewy Bivens
Shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge,
my crew in Richmond
While y'all debated who the truth was
like Jews and Christians
I was on Cecil B, Broad Street, Master,
North Philly, South Philly, 23rd
Tasker, 6 mile, 7 mile, Hartwell, Gratiot
Where niggas really would pack
a U-haul truck up
Put the high beams on
Drive up on the curb at a barbecue
and hop up out the back like what's up
Kill a nigga, rob a nigga, take a nigga, bust up
That's why when you talk the tough talk
I never feel ya
You sound real good
and you play the part well
But the energy you givin' off is so unfamiliar
I don't feel ya
Nas hit me up on the phone,
said what you waitin' on?
Tip hit me up with a tweet,
said what you waitin' on?
Diddy send a text every hour
on the dot sayin'
When you gon drop that verse
nigga you taking long
So now I'm back
spittin' that he could pass a polygraph
That Reverend Run rockin'
Adidas out on Hollis Ave
That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Niki Tesla
I shock you like an eel,
electric feel, Jay Electra
They call me Jay Electronica
Fuck that
Call me Jay ElecHannukah
Jay ElecYarmulke
Jay ElectRamadaan
Muhammad Asalaamica Rasoul Allah
Subhanahu wa ta'ala through your monitor
My uzi still weighs a ton,
check the barometer
I'm hotter than the muthafuckin' sun,
check the thermometer
I'm bringing ancient mathematics
back to modern man
My momma told me never throw a stone
and hide your hand
I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans
That's why the people got my back
like the Verizon man
I play the back and fade to black
and then devise a plan
Out in London,
smoking, vibin' while I ride the tram
Givin' out that raw food to lions
disguised as lambs
And, by the time they get they seats hot
And deploy all they henchmen
to come at me from the treetops
I'm chillin' out at Tweetstock
Building by the millions
My light is brilliant
I rest my case, '09, Act 3
First chapter of the end
The last chapter of a new beginning
If it's so
The things we do without even trying...
Be better than a lot of y'all records,
don't get mad
Morning after, world premiere
Me! For real, though?
I ain't even gon' say nothing
Matter of fact; I ain’t saying
I don't even know why I'm sayin’ this
Jay, you should get Puff to do this over
We moving out, onto the next record
And, um, I'ma let this just ride