cjhutch
11-05-2009, 06:19 PM
Sometimes we get too caught up in the beats to really hear and interpret the rhymes. This right here is pure poetry. Audio tracks below for those who don't like to read.
Jay Electronica- "Exhibit A"
I spit that wonder rhymer shit, me and my conglomerates
Shall remain anonymous, caught up in the finest shit
Get the type of media coverage Obama get, spit that Kurt Vonnegut
That blow your brain Kurt Cobain, that Nirvana shit
Who gone bring the game back?
Who gone spit that Remo on the train tracks
That gold rope, that 5 finger ring rap
Runnin’ with my same pack
You can find the Christ where the lepers and the lames at
Life is like a dice game
One roll could land you in jail or cuttin’ cake blowin’ kisses in the rice rain
Nice whip, nice chain, a closet of skulls
The stench is like slave blood at Providence Hall, yeah
They built my city on top of a grave
Ni**a die, ni**a get high, and watch the parade
Back in the early 90’s, “Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat” was a popular phrase
Bally animals and rugbys was the popular craze
This the vivid memoirs of an obnoxious slave
I paved ways like Nat and Harriet, I blast on Judas Iscariots and peel off in the chariot
I’m sittin’ pretty, spittin’ flames, grippin’ grain, ain’t a damn thing change
They say “Candyman, Candyman, spit me a dream,” blow a chunk of the levy out and spit me a stream
Knock a man house down and build a casin(o), a 2000 dollar government check from FEM(A)
I swam down shit’s creek and came up clean, with a new lease on life like Andy Dufresne
It’s the most poetical, Nat King “Unforgettable”
Clarence 13X Allah’s rhapsody from Belleview
I’m splittin’ atoms, spittin’ flames, bringin’ change, things’ll never be the same
I got the rap game singing “At Last” like Etta James, lames get they plane shot down like John McCain
Its’s a dream, it’s a dream, the flow’s elegant like Miss Coretta Scott King
A lot of kings seen death and turned queen, crack they 24 inch rims in the ravine
Respect the architect, never test the Elohim, goodnight this is Jay Elect live from New Orleans.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSxLzrXurJI
Jay Electronica- "Exhibit C"
When I was sleeping on the train
Sleeping 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 NY ****** was calling southern rappers lame
But then jackin 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 imma be a great man
Transforming with the MegatronDon spittin out flames
Eatin wack rappers alive shittin out chains
I aint believe it then, ***** I was homeless
Fightin, shootin dice, smoking weed on the corners
Tryna find the meaning of life in a corona
Till the 5%ers rolled up on a ***** and informed him.
"You either build or destroy, where you come from?"
"The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum"
"Hmm, its 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 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 Light Out, Joseph I, Chewy Bivens,
Shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge, my crew in Richmond
While yall debated whos the truth like Jews and Christians
I was in Cecil B, Broad St, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker
6 Mile, 7 Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot
Where ****** really would pack a uhaul truck up
Put the high beams on
Drive up on the curb at a barbeque and hop out the back like "whats up"
"Kill a *****, rob a *****, take a *****, buss up"
Thats why when you talk that 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 dont feel ya.
Nas hit me up on the phone said "what you waitin on"
Tip hit me up on a twitt said "what you waitin on"
Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin "when you gon drop that verse ***** you takin long"
So now im back spittin that He could pass a polygraph
That Rev Run rockin Addidas out on Hollis Ave
That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Nikki Tesla
I shock you like a eel, electric feel, Jay Electra.
They call me Jay Electronica
Fuck that, call me Jay ElecHannukah
Jay ElecYarmulke
Jay ElecTramadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watallah thought your monitor
My uzi still weigh a ton, check the barometer
Im hotter then the mothafuckin sun, check the thermometer
Im 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
Thats 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.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0gUTbRrS4w0
Jay Electronica- "Exhibit A"
I spit that wonder rhymer shit, me and my conglomerates
Shall remain anonymous, caught up in the finest shit
Get the type of media coverage Obama get, spit that Kurt Vonnegut
That blow your brain Kurt Cobain, that Nirvana shit
Who gone bring the game back?
Who gone spit that Remo on the train tracks
That gold rope, that 5 finger ring rap
Runnin’ with my same pack
You can find the Christ where the lepers and the lames at
Life is like a dice game
One roll could land you in jail or cuttin’ cake blowin’ kisses in the rice rain
Nice whip, nice chain, a closet of skulls
The stench is like slave blood at Providence Hall, yeah
They built my city on top of a grave
Ni**a die, ni**a get high, and watch the parade
Back in the early 90’s, “Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat” was a popular phrase
Bally animals and rugbys was the popular craze
This the vivid memoirs of an obnoxious slave
I paved ways like Nat and Harriet, I blast on Judas Iscariots and peel off in the chariot
I’m sittin’ pretty, spittin’ flames, grippin’ grain, ain’t a damn thing change
They say “Candyman, Candyman, spit me a dream,” blow a chunk of the levy out and spit me a stream
Knock a man house down and build a casin(o), a 2000 dollar government check from FEM(A)
I swam down shit’s creek and came up clean, with a new lease on life like Andy Dufresne
It’s the most poetical, Nat King “Unforgettable”
Clarence 13X Allah’s rhapsody from Belleview
I’m splittin’ atoms, spittin’ flames, bringin’ change, things’ll never be the same
I got the rap game singing “At Last” like Etta James, lames get they plane shot down like John McCain
Its’s a dream, it’s a dream, the flow’s elegant like Miss Coretta Scott King
A lot of kings seen death and turned queen, crack they 24 inch rims in the ravine
Respect the architect, never test the Elohim, goodnight this is Jay Elect live from New Orleans.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSxLzrXurJI
Jay Electronica- "Exhibit C"
When I was sleeping on the train
Sleeping 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 NY ****** was calling southern rappers lame
But then jackin 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 imma be a great man
Transforming with the MegatronDon spittin out flames
Eatin wack rappers alive shittin out chains
I aint believe it then, ***** I was homeless
Fightin, shootin dice, smoking weed on the corners
Tryna find the meaning of life in a corona
Till the 5%ers rolled up on a ***** and informed him.
"You either build or destroy, where you come from?"
"The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum"
"Hmm, its 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 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 Light Out, Joseph I, Chewy Bivens,
Shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge, my crew in Richmond
While yall debated whos the truth like Jews and Christians
I was in Cecil B, Broad St, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker
6 Mile, 7 Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot
Where ****** really would pack a uhaul truck up
Put the high beams on
Drive up on the curb at a barbeque and hop out the back like "whats up"
"Kill a *****, rob a *****, take a *****, buss up"
Thats why when you talk that 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 dont feel ya.
Nas hit me up on the phone said "what you waitin on"
Tip hit me up on a twitt said "what you waitin on"
Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin "when you gon drop that verse ***** you takin long"
So now im back spittin that He could pass a polygraph
That Rev Run rockin Addidas out on Hollis Ave
That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Nikki Tesla
I shock you like a eel, electric feel, Jay Electra.
They call me Jay Electronica
Fuck that, call me Jay ElecHannukah
Jay ElecYarmulke
Jay ElecTramadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watallah thought your monitor
My uzi still weigh a ton, check the barometer
Im hotter then the mothafuckin sun, check the thermometer
Im 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
Thats 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.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0gUTbRrS4w0