Abracadabra Lyrics - Singles - Jay Electronica

[Intro] 

Executioner: Do you have anything to say? 

Alfred Borden: ...Abracadabra 

[Verse 1] 

Wake up to your grave it's the reminder on the clock 

And those fleeting bits of satisfaction, turn to afterthoughts 

But if you say the magic word 

You could call back all the birds 

And see that fire in the sky, burn everything back to life 

You don't have to sleep to dream and live in paradise 

Abracadabra, are you watchin' closely? 

Can you feel the dawn approaching? 

[Break] 

Jailer: [Mockingly] Why can't you undo real locks, Professor? 

Alfred Borden: Maybe I'm just biding my time. Maybe one day I'll open my hand, get your attention, and ask... 'Are you watching closely?' Maybe a magic word or two. And then I'll be... gone 

Jailer: [Laughing] How'd you get so famous anyway? 

Alfred Borden: ...Magic 

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[Verse 2] 

I overheard niggas saying Jay was on the verge 

He could make Rumsfeld resign with rhymes he never heard 

Commune with the birds 

And can manipulate matter with the usage of words 

Throwin' dice on the curb 

I'm the best and the freshest with the written text, fuck what you heard 

It's the, metaphysical, dolby digital 

Any Joe'll tell you, the flow's so pivotal 

Every word's literal 

Each diatribe is sort of like an interview 

Come get an inner view 

Right past the man and the myth to the mineral 

I was born uptown a mile from the river view 

Look, I'm a simple man, ya understand? 

Masterin' my temple man, tryin' to expand 

But when they think you simple, man 

They'll try to play you out like you a simpleton 

See what I'm sayin' 

Niggas want pain not mercy 

I'm writin' in my Moleskine on the train to Canarsie 

Stand clear of the closin' doors 

The people are in constant fear of a Trojan War 

The vehicle that's supposed to free us is just an whore 

I gotta call 'em like I see 'em 

Even if it means they'll sanction my per diem 

The angels will thank me in the streets if I see 'em 

Sayin', there he go but I wouldn't wanna be him 

Holdin' up a three and reppin' for New Orleans 

Let us begin 

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