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Exhibit C Lyrics - Singles - Jay Electronica

It's coming 

Ladies and gentlemen, this time around the revolution will not be televised 

As we proceed, to give you what you need 

'09 muthafucka, get live muthafucka 

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 was calling southern rappers lame 

But then jacking our slang 

I used to get dizzy spells, and hear a little ring 

The voice of a angel telling me my name 

Telling me that one day I'mma 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" 

"Hmmm... its quite amazing that you rhyme how you do 

And that you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru." 

Question fourteen, Muslim Lesson two: dip diver, civilize a 85er 

I make the devil hit his knees and say the "Our Father" 

Abracadabra! - You rockin with the true and living 

Shout 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, Six Mile, Seven 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 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 

 

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We need somethin' realer! 

 

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 

 

Oh my God! 

Keep going! 

 

Photos 

 

They call me Jay Electronica - fuck that 

Call me Jay ElecHanukkah, Jay ElecYarmulke 

Jay ElectRamadaan, Muhammad A'salaamaleikum 

RasoulAllah 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 the 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 doin' we not even tryin' 

We better than a lot of y'all records, do you, man 

More than after, world premier; 

Me? 

For real though - 

I ain't even gonna say nothing 

Matter of fact, I don't even why I'm saying this 

Jay you should get Puff to do this over 

We movin' out, onto the next record 

And um, I'mma let this just ride, ride ride ride haha 

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