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
When I was sleepin' on the train
Sleepin' on Meserole Ave out in the rain
Without even a single slice of pizza
Too proud to beg for change,
When New York niggas were calling
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
Eatin' wack rappers alive, shittin' out chains
I ain't believe it then, nigga I was homeless
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,
The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum
It's quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
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
You rockin' with the true and living
Shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge,
While y'all debated who the truth was
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
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
and you play the part well
But the energy you givin' off is so unfamiliar
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
When you gon drop that verse
spittin' that he could pass a polygraph
That Reverend Run rockin'
That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Niki Tesla
electric feel, Jay Electra
They call me Jay Electronica
Muhammad Asalaamica Rasoul Allah
Subhanahu wa ta'ala through your monitor
My uzi still weighs a ton,
I'm hotter than the muthafuckin' sun,
I'm bringing ancient mathematics
My momma told me never throw a stone
I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans
That's why the people got my back
I play the back and fade to black
smoking, vibin' while I ride the tram
Givin' out that raw food to lions
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
I rest my case, '09, Act 3
The last chapter of a new beginning
The things we do without even trying...
Be better than a lot of y'all records,
Morning after, world premiere
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