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JAY ELECTRONICA lyrics - The Jay Electronica Project

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[Mos Def:] I spit that, orchesteral, Medina born exceptional, Extra Extra Terrestial, From out the ghetto vestibule. Put your yard up on knowledge like the lessons do, So fly fiends can get high off the residue. So real, and surreal, a pure deal, Dante flaco, flow handsome, guapo. The Sun, Moon, and Stars, Grits and The Gospel, School, I knock harder in the teachin of Apostles. Pistols, prayer meetings, player balls, car shows, Festivals, funerals, the grotesque and beautiful. Phenomenons normal, the needed hardly happens, Fresh V's at high speeds zoomin backwards, Fast forward to last moments to flash over, Trick trappin they clique clack then blast on 'em, Damn homie it was all good a week ago, Show 'em the truth but can't make 'em believe it yo... It's Curtains, the opening scene, Simpatico, remarkable, the article dream Wake Up and bear witness to what you never seen, Reach out and feel what they said would never be... Me... and J-A-Y-E, electronic motherball, Shut em off they sucker songs Fuck em all and the horse they rode in on You can't trespass the star gate I go in on Get off [Jay Electronica:] I bust through the gates of hell like a batterin ram, Clappin yelling profanities like Yosemite Sam, After that, I'm back home scannin the land, Twenty-three million square miles of contraband. I know ya feel me, but still hope the opposition kill me, Cause you don't wanna see god manifest really. UFOs and cabbage water, Willie the Kid, You ain't seen one of these in a trillion years. Abracadabra, I popped out the meat grinder shining, The elegant art form of rhymings just blinding. And that's just a regular hat trick, A trick lock, a ninety gallon tank, yeah I'm back on that shit. The ark building mad man from hotel deux, Act two, coming through a dream by you. Young Slumdog from uptown, Pocket full of rupees, Torn up sheets of looseleaf and one Lucy.

Tell Me

504 BOYZ "Ballers"
(feat. Krazy) [talking] 504 i solemnly swear that I'll snitch Or testify on any of my homies That's the code to the streets, ya heard me What's up Krazy, we in here The New No Limit, code to the streets baby [Chorus] Could you tell me where my niggas at In the pen, or the grave I'd never figure that Could you tell me Lord what triggered that I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped [Krazy] As I inhale the weed, tears dropping as I leave the cemetery My nigga's in the ground now, damn this life is scary Try to hold in my pain, I drink till I'm buried This henessey got me gone, my eyes are blurry Face to face with reality, my dog is gone For them bitch niggas that did it, I finger fuck my chrome And my dogs in the penn, doing fifty to life I'm a soldier till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes I remember b-balling with my niggas for fun If I bust then you bust, I gave you my gun Telly, dog you know I miss you, I still got love Just to be the man you was, I'd probably drink your blood [Chorus - 2x] [Master P] Kevin Miller you gone, but you always missed C and Mac locked up, but we still a click Received letters from the penn, homies feel my pain 25 caught ten, man it's just a game When DEA and the persecutors know my lawyer See our skin tone is black, so our time is borrowed I'm in a cell with three killas, so unleash the beast And the judge send a word about cop a plea They say we angry cause we can't breathe, uneducated Facing life so it's strike three, independent Slanging records call us coke dealers C-Murder innocent trapped, and we gon fight it so the world gon feel us [Chorus - 2x] [Krazy] Lord please accept my nigga mail Did my homie sell his soul to get out of jail I heard my nigga Mac finally gon make bail We bouncing hot boy, thugging trying to make mail, the drought is hell For my dogs still slang for livings Thank God Black Jesus is forgiven I try to tell my little homies, ain't no love on the streets But my niggas don't hear shit, when it's time to eat And these soldiers, will bust your head if you slipping I feel like my dog P, nigga I ain't tripping A dopefiend at 14, look what the game done did him I can hear his mama scream as the chopper hit him [Chorus - 2x]

Cheesy Rat Blues

LL COOL J "Mama Said Knock You Out"
[Intro: sampled from 'The Vapors' by BizMarkie] Nothin can save ya Nothin, can save ya Nothin can save ya [scratched] Nothin Just throw your hands in the air And wave 'em like you just don't care Keep 'em there Yo, run the jewels, run the jewels, run the jewels [scratched] Can you feel it [Verse One:] I used to be rollin like a millionaire Cash in a flash, bankroll to spare Homeboys hangin, champagne and girls Got my main woman Diamonds, my mistress Pearls Everybody laughin at my corny jokes I was stupid; I thought that they were sincere folks It turned out they liked the money and the fame If I ain't get paid, I'd be that nobody James The nobody, who dreamed about bein somebody Chief rocker at the party And they was hangin like, 'Yo, I'm your man I don't even care about the ring on your hand' We'd go out to eat and chill But they would go to the bathroom when it was time to pay the bill I didn't notice all the chuckles and laughter Too busy with a female tellin me I'm the master I was slick like, 'Huh, do I know you I got play, here, let me show ya' Used to have a girl that was on the ball When the cash flow got low, so did her calls Used to have a homeboy, always chillin My cash went low, he told me I was illin And don't call cause he don't hang with derelicts Broke with no cash, yo, I was in the mix Everybody stepped cause my pocket wasn't fat My girl got a new man, I fixed his flat I'm the one that they're laughin' at They say, 'Cheesy rat, you ain't all that' [Chorus: BizMarkie again] Can you feel it Can you feel it Can you feel it Can you feel it Nothin can save ya [Verse Two:] I mean crabbin, played out by backstabbin; I feel like tiein a anchor to my ankle and jumpin right in the ocean Cause I'm ashy and I can't afford lotion So-called friends in the jewelry store Told me, 'Todd, come back when you get off tour' Souped as hell, I really regret it Now the only thing I got in my pocket is bad credit How can a man like me be walkin around in a world of misery And if women like a man with a body, it's not mine Cause they be walkin past me like I'm a stop sign My homeboys laugh when they pass the forty Sayin, 'Todd, as if he used to have a sporty' The Benz was slammin, the Jeep was pumpin Ain't that somethin I just laugh, this isn't what I was raised for When I walk away, it's like ain't this a kick in the rear, that I'm standin here And can't afford a tissue for my tear Should I drink wine and brandy or get a job puttin stripes on candy Or put a hole in donuts Cause when you're broke, your middle name is 'so-what' I had to learn in an incredibly fast way When you ain't got no money they treat you like an ashtray I pawned all my jewelry and clothes Right after that, I got dissed by all the hoes that I thought was mine, but really never was Soon the whole neighborhood got the buzz That my tank was on 'E', and that means empty That Twinkie looks good, so mister don't tempt me Everybody thought I was trippin I rode the back of the bus, but my grip kept on slippin I'm the man that they're laughin at They say, 'Cheesy rat, you ain't all that' [Repeat chorus] [Verse Three:] I wanna hang with my man like, 'Let's do this' But this man like 'Who this' That's right, the brother got two faces They got me puttin the tips on shoelaces P on the Puma, a mop and a bucket My motto is... I don't care I don't give a damn, so what, why try I might as well rob some Blake Carrington sucker for his money It's so funny Cars ride by with the boomin system Sayin, 'Leave him alone, my man already dissed him' Now I'm on the cheeseline, poverty-stricken As the red tape thickens I go to the park, they wanna baseball-bat me I go to the mall, they throw my old tapes at me I'm so horny And every girl I know be like, 'He's so corny' I want money in a hurry I'm gettin tired of leftover curry I wanna fall off, but I don't know where the edge is I'm so hungry, I eat my neighbor's hedges Now I realize I gotta go for mine It's windshield time I take quarters, pennies, dimes and nickles and a kiddy's tricycle I'm a desperado 'I'ma steal your rims' is my motto I watch wrestlin until I'm dizzy sore So if you're cashin your rent check, know how to get busy Go to the drive-through, run with a milkshake Go to the supermarket, pocket a raw steak I need beer I'ma catch the Miller truck out there You know how they throw, the newspapers in the morning The owner don't want em I'm the man that they're laughin at They say, 'Cheesy rat, you ain't all that.' [Repeat chorus] [Outro:] So yo, one more time, one more time Party people in the house tonight Just throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just don't care Keep em there Run the jewels, run the jewels, run the jewels

Sweet Pain

BLUES TRAVELER "Travelers Thieves"
Sweet Pain Music Lyrics: John Popper If Cyrano de Bergerac Fell prey to the blades of fifty men With a heart and a sword he'd drive them back Perchance to see Roxanne's eyes light up the sky again And when beauty kind and full of grace Again denied the beast her hand The beast he turned and hid his face And tried with all his might and magic to understand And once upon a time You know I used to wonder why You know no one should need to cry In pain of a heart forbade to fly But you learn to say goodbye As you whisper beneath a sigh Sweet pain Can't you plainly see? Sweet pain You know it matters to me Sweet pain Won't you make me feel at home? Sweet pain Don't you dare leave me alone Sometimes a life that seems hard to take Is soothed for a while by an old friend Leaving a bad need in its wake Sad how, some friendships never ever seem to end Well all of my heroes up and died Songs and a dream are left for me What did them in, not suicide Just a lengthy friendship and a dream of how it could be And isn't it a crime? Was it more than they could bear? You know they did not even care At all and they might have something there But I'm here and I don't see where All I hear is their silent prayer Sweet pain Is it so terribly wrong? Sweet pain To want to come along Sweet pain Won't you make me smile? Sweet pain If only for a while Can you feel what I feel? So we can establish that the pain is real Don't be afraid and I'll do the same for you And we'll just hang on and we'll make it, make it through There's got to be a reason it works out this way And there's something deep inside me That makes me have to play For you For you In no position to give advice My heart it spoke and I wrote it down And you know every wisdom has its price My head up in the stars And my feet planted firmly on the ground When will I embrace this life I see? I've been wondering for so long Thinking back, the truth may be I've been unaware but I've been living it all along And it didn't cost a dime And it did not come for free It just would not let me be But it never conquered me Just a doorway and a key And I think that we both agree Sweet pain Is sometimes what you need Sweet pain It allows the blood to bleed Sweet pain From the moment of your birth Sweet pain You know it keeps you here on Earth

I Hear Voices

P. DIDDY "Forever"
[Puffy] Sometimes I don't think you motherfuckers Understand where I'm coming from Where I'm tryin' to get to Sometimes I hear voices I can't see it, can you see it Turn the lights on Check this out Make money's the motto, staying desparados New chance of hitting the lotto Let's take it to the neck wit this bottle Get in the Eldorado And break from this bitch at full throttle You like fuckin' fashion models That only waddle with cats that flash stacks Or squabble with niggas that flash gats Then squirt hot pellets out their nozzles And leave a nigga hurting on the block Sounding like when you gargle Them hero niggas that plot Them zero niggas get got And never get a chance to bust shot Curled up in a knot then forgot on the spot Then I'm on the run wit a gun smoking hot All around the world's where I go Places that only I know Goodfella not gunshotto And I'm tellin' niggas, make money's the motto Fuck the niggas that squable And I hit them back and fourteen hollow, take that 1 - [Carl Thomas] I hear voices inside And I see crime, don't die And I need changes Oh, please, please, please Don't go Don't go Above while: [Puffy] I'm just trying to get my money, right Don't fuck wit my money I won't fuck wit your money If you fuck with my money I make you like one of them presidents Feel me Representing my money for the love of my money I leave a man stiffer than the mummy Now don't miss it, if I catch them coming for me When I try to tell a dummy You took it like I was saying something funny Took it like my word wasn't shit, like I wasn't legit' What occurs is gonna be hard to forget That's something I'll never permit When I feel my eye twitch things happen And my voice start speaking a diffrent pitch Trying to keep things low-low They don't really know, though Bad Boy the motherfuckin' logo Stay on your toes They shouldn't get it mistaken Hope they don't think I'm faking Mess around and get thier life taken and shaken You know the rule of thumb be Don't try to take nothing from me I rule it wit a street stay slummy Make money's the motto, fuck the niggas that squabble I know I might be hard for you to swallow Ya feel me Repeat 1 while: [Puffy] Sometimes I just feel like y'all don't understand Where I'm coming from, where I'm trying to get to Shit is really deep, my shit is deep They don't have a direct understanding of me Fuck what they planning for me I just won't accept the bullshit that they handing me Still standing after the trouble remains, it's me If you trying to make it clear and explaining to me And all that negative shit pertaining to me What ya think I claiming to be A straight heart staying with me I can tell it's about to go down I told them, slow down before I send the low down And skip out of town And I don't wanna but I'll do it if I gotta The situation is serious and getting hotter You know what they say about those that slow on the trigger Less then a second too late and you one dead nigga So I take aim and I squeaze and deliver Like I told them, just to let him know 'til' he figures out It's make money's the motto Something ya'll should follow And I don't got no time for the squabble Ya feel me Repeat 1 until fade while: [Puffy] Sometimes you just get tired of shit Sometimes you just get fed up Don't hate me, hate yourself, motherfuckers Don't hate me, hate yourself Cause I ain't never gonna stop I ain't never gonna stop I'll make you feel me forever And ever and ever and ever That's just the way it is That's just the way it's gonna be

I Hear Voices

PUFF DADDY "Forever"
(feat. Carl Thomas) [Puffy] Sometimes I don't think you motherfuckers Understand where I'm coming from Where I'm tryin' to get to Sometimes I hear voices I can't see it, can you see it Turn the lights on Check this out Make money's the motto, staying desparados New chance of hitting the lotto Let's take it to the neck wit this bottle Get in the Eldorado And break from this bitch at full throttle You like fuckin' fashion models That only waddle with cats that flash stacks Or squabble with niggas that flash gats Then squirt hot pellets out their nozzles And leave a nigga hurting on the block Sounding like when you gargle Them hero niggas that plot Them zero niggas get got And never get a chance to bust shot Curled up in a knot then forgot on the spot Then I'm on the run wit a gun smoking hot All around the world's where I go Places that only I know Goodfella not gunshotto And I'm tellin' niggas, make money's the motto Fuck the niggas that squable And I hit them back and fourteen hollow, take that [1] - [Carl Thomas] I hear voices inside And I see crime, don't die And I need changes Oh, please, please, please Don't go Don't go [Above while:] [Puffy] I'm just trying to get my money, right Don't fuck wit my money I won't fuck wit your money If you fuck with my money I make you like one of them presidents Feel me Representing my money for the love of my money I leave a man stiffer than the mummy Now don't miss it, if I catch them coming for me When I try to tell a dummy You took it like I was saying something funny Took it like my word wasn't shit, like I wasn't legit' What occurs is gonna be hard to forget That's something I'll never permit When I feel my eye twitch things happen And my voice start speaking a diffrent pitch Trying to keep things low-low They don't really know, though Bad Boy the motherfuckin' logo Stay on your toes They shouldn't get it mistaken Hope they don't think I'm faking Mess around and get thier life taken and shaken You know the rule of thumb be Don't try to take nothing from me I rule it wit a street stay slummy Make money's the motto, fuck the niggas that squabble I know I might be hard for you to swallow Ya feel me [Repeat 1 while:] [Puffy] Sometimes I just feel like y'all don't understand Where I'm coming from, where I'm trying to get to Shit is really deep, my shit is deep They don't have a direct understanding of me Fuck what they planning for me I just won't accept the bullshit that they handing me Still standing after the trouble remains, it's me If you trying to make it clear and explaining to me And all that negative shit pertaining to me What ya think I claiming to be A straight heart staying with me I can tell it's about to go down I told them, slow down before I send the low down And skip out of town And I don't wanna but I'll do it if I gotta The situation is serious and getting hotter You know what they say about those that slow on the trigger Less then a second too late and you one dead nigga So I take aim and I squeaze and deliver Like I told them, just to let him know 'til' he figures out It's make money's the motto Something ya'll should follow And I don't got no time for the squabble Ya feel me [Repeat 1 until fade while:] [Puffy] Sometimes you just get tired of shit Sometimes you just get fed up Don't hate me, hate yourself, motherfuckers Don't hate me, hate yourself Cause I ain't never gonna stop I ain't never gonna stop I'll make you feel me forever And ever and ever and ever That's just the way it is That's just the way it's gonna be

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