JAY ELECTRONICA lyrics - The Jay Electronica Project

Renaissance Man

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Everybody told me to be patient But who was sleepin from couch to couch and basement to basement But jay man Satan tryin to block my shine like ray bans Haters never wanna see you bubble They rather to see you struggle That's life my nigga A lot of fakers in the place Were invited to taste And told me right to my face yea that's tight my nigga You reppin that dirty south dog? iight my nigga But they wouldn't lift a finger To light the incense or let the smoke linger I ain't a hot boy but the flows jalapeno I'm never yappin bout how the calico ll lean ya Magnolia crack soldier creepin on the come up My grandmother won't leave the fuckin projects I gotta raise the slum up These nerds at record labels played me dumb and dumber So I showed the industry my asscrack like a plumber Now asscap bangin on my door like a drummer The falls bout to put a period on the summer But back to the point They wanna see me fucked up, kicks scuffed up Layin back with a joint They said good things come to those who wait Well I don't know about that And if you can't feel this rhyme then sorry jack You don't know about rap And if you don't know struggle you don't know about black And I don't give a fuck what bill cosby said Cause the problem don't exist when bill cosbys dead And I don't think the revelation from the supreme beings Residin or hidin out in bill cosbys head This just the thoughts of a soldier And if you don't like play dead and roll over the game is so over The reign is so over

Fat Gold Chain

Def Squad "Def Squad Presents Erick Onasi"
[Erick Onasis] Whoo! Uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh And you don't stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducin the sound from the ghetto E Double and Too $hort, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, It's My Thing when I swing I'm Born to Mack, always strapped, with the black gat Who out there I swear boy wanna get touched Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so DUCK I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga Five hundred S drivin with hand on trigger Crazy Lestat, check my track record Everything I touch is gold since eighteen years old So what that mean? I rolled the blunt and puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holdin me cuz I be rockin B Sewin up like Monopoly, nobody's stoppin me Dig it, Funkdafied like Brat, how's that? I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack Who said the E can't rock? That's bullshit Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? Punk I thought not You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck her Psych, I already stuck her Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up Here's an icepack - homeboy shut the hell up I rock the mic with Too $hort, y'all niggaz know what's happenin Everything he touch goes platinum Eyeeaaaah! [Too $hort] I made a half a million in a week And every nigga on the street got a tape playin me You can't believe it? Erick Sermon, rollin with $hort Rolled from California all the way to New York in big Benzes, G hooked it up Now we trying to squash all that East/West stuff We spent years in the studio makin funky tracks Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps It's like Father Dom, it's like Keith Murray Makin millionaires but it ain't no hurry cause we all in it for the long run I won't leave the studio until a song's done And ain't nuthin really hard about gettin my cash A big fat house with a million stashed You other niggaz got this rap game distorted Givin DAT's to the label, straight gettin shorted Claim you gettin paid, but I can't tell You keep rappin in my ear and got me mad as hell You talk a good game but I don't believe in you You smoked a lotta blunts but I got mo' weed than you I guess I see you on the charts in the meanwhile Another face in the crowd bustin freestyles Wishin you could be in the light Promoters pay me ten G's just to breathe on the mic Bitch! $hort Dawg puttin it down with the E Double [Erick Onasis] Shhhhh! You remind me of my fat gold chain Some of y'all are just small change Be a boss with true true game Yeah yeah Dig this y'all, my Music is Dangerous Atomic Dog, coming through the smog with $hort Dawg Ahhh! Quick with the trig Jack be nimble I shoot like G Mob goes liftin through my window Chik chik pow! How you like me now? The man in the mirror it don't get no clearer $hort Dawg, the E Double, and Breed we roll thick Like girls in C.A.U. with the good power-U Owww! Money is the key to fame So I can live it up with the girls on Soul Train The impact, major league dough like Dave Justice Yo Breed, $hort Dawg, show em how we bust this [Too $hort] Like some true pioneers, don't forget it some nigga

Different Love

JOE BUDDEN "Some Love Lost"
It go - off of my sabbatical Took a few years cause Slaughter is what I had to do Which only brings me to now and I ought to be erratical I say that cause my autobiographical is more so just a graph of you I ain't mad, you did more than what I asked of you As for me, I did less than what I could've So though we were a hit I had to cancel that show And now my standing solo, I'll be amped when she not a ho But what you doing right now is real commendable Take strength to do Cause between us there's some deep root stare I gave you the best dick you ever got in your life And stupid me thought it would be enough to keep you there I thought you loved football I was running through the hole with the stiff arm But got disarmed, guess it was just harm I ain't need to fuck, I was looking for a peer They say once you stop looking what you looking for appears You were stronger than I pictured you, much stronger than me And almost just as strong as John And John, oh, that's just a friend of my moms With tubes coming out his nose, but shit I never knew why But he was born with his heart in the right side of his chest No, for real, his heart is in the right side of his chest Doctors confused, they must do what they can do But impute and say it ain't on the right side of his chest Scared he might die in his sleep, deep Every time he coughs wonders if it's a cough or a symptom Us will get better later He gon' live his whole life waking up every morning to a respirator So I don't never say what I can't do If he can be happy with life than nigga I can too While Jose wanna die Ain't tell nobody, but eyeing his eyes feel I should probably identify I said everyday he lives with pain and want to end it Something's wired wrong in your brain, you gotta mend it Had a bad breakup and let it expose dude But if she was getting you high then she would get you low too So who's there to wait on me? Y'all just get it off y'all and put the weight on me Nigga look me in my eyes, it was amazing to me And said she don't understand you not as crazy as me You got God, nigga, I'm the most mentally flawed nigga You not even built to withstand what all I've endured, nigga You know shit about the thoughts in my head Or the strength I need daily just to get out of bed Just to open my eyes, nigga, open your eyes The words spoken of wise, you just know it in disguise We can end this right here, I got nothing more to say to you You ain't never met another fucking nigga crazier Blank stare, couldn't believe 'em Cat chastised me cause I got help when you need some I can give less than a fuck and not a damn I never be apologetic over who I am I'm the same me, nothing changes when the riches do But niggas wanna suck you dry just like the bitches do They enter your mentions, sucks to be the center of attention When you can't even center your attention Yeah, so I'm fucking out of frustration They love every second and accuse me of persuasion Jam was a cancer to me, I had to rid it Red got in her feelings fast, but won't admit it Dawn I was bored then, never really smithen V got threatened by the thought of competition Malo wanna fuck all day, don't know how She why I got a Viagra in my wallet right now Step kept it simple, loved me for my mental B got a nigga, but she used me as her rental And you, you just give me resistance Say you needed comfort zone, for you it's distance I tell 'em all I'm not available emotionally They start giving me advice like they coaching me I don't even ask it It's something about bipolar sociopath shit They just find it attractive Yeah, anti-social, but I mingle now But I've been arguing much more since I've been single, how? Tell me is this a relationship or just a fuckship? Whatever situation it is it's all fuck shift I'll admit it, I might love her a bit differently As for them they'll all love to see a different me Some cried to me, some are begging for it Someone'll see that change, but not be present for it You just act so frightened Ignoring all logic now, she won't buy in Even in your absence my feelings are heightened Though I know some love's lost, it's not on my end It's not mine, it's not mine at all

What's The Difference

EMINEM "Slim Shady LP"
[Phish] What's the difference between me and you? (repeat 2X) [Dr. Dre] Back when Cube - was rollin wit Lorenzo in a Benzo I was bangin wit a gang of instrumentals Got the pens and pencils, got down to business; but sometimes the business end of this shit can turn your friends against you But you was a real nigga, I could sense it in you I still remember the window of the car that you went through That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we been through And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you Cuz you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein real wit you You see the truth is Everybody wanna know how close me and Snoop is And who I'm still cool wit Then I got these fake-ass niggaz I first drew with Claimin that they non-violent, talkin like they *voice sample* Spit venom in interviews, speakin on reunions Move units, then talk shit and we can do this Until then - I ain't even speakin your name Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it the same Nigga, it ain't that I'm too big to listen to the rumors It's just that I'm too damn big to pay attention to 'em That's the difference Chorus: Phish (repeat 2X) What's the difference between me and you? You talk a good one - but you don't do what you supposed to do I act on what I feel and never deal wit emotions I'm used to livin big dog style and straight coastin [Xzibit] Yo I stay wit it While you try to perpetrate, play wit it Never knew about the next level until Dre did it (YEAH) I stay committed while you motherfuckers baby-sitted I smash you critics like a overhand right from Riddick (Yeah!) Come and get it, shitted on villians by the millions I be catchin bitches while bitches be catchin feelings So what the fuck am I supposed to do? I pop bottles and hot hollow-points at each and all of you (Come on!) A heartless bastard, high and plastered My style is like the reaction from too much acid - never come down Pass it around if you can't handle it Hang Hollywood niggaz by they Soul Train laminates What's the difference between me and you? (What?) About five back accounts, three ounces and two vehicles Until my death, I'm Bangladesh I suggest you hold yo' breath til ain't none left Yo that's the difference Chorus [Eminem] Aight, hold up hold up! STOP THE BEAT A MINUTE!! I got somethin to say Dre; I wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me (The fuck?!) I don't know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg I got your motherfuckin back, just know this shit [Dre] Riiight? .. Slim, I don't know if you noticed it But I've had your back from day one, nigga let's blow this bitch [Em] I mean it dawg, you ever need somebody offed - who's throat is it? [Dre] Well if you ever kill that Kim bitch, I'll show you where the ocean is [Eminem] Well that's cool, and I appreciate the offer But if I do decide to really murder my daughter's momma I'ma sit her up in the front seat and put sunglasses on her And cruise around wit her for seven hours through California And have her wavin at people (Hi!) Then drop her off on the corner at the police station and drive off honkin the horn for her Raw dawg, get your arm gnawed off Drop the sawed off and beat you wit the piece it was sawed off of Fuck blood, I wanna see some lungs coughed up Get shot up in the hot tub til the bubbles pop up and they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water That's for tryin to talk like The Chronic was lost product That's for even THINKIN of havin them thoughts thought up! You better show some respect whenever the Doc's brought up!! So what's the difference between us? We can start at the penis Or we can scream, 'I Just Don't Give a Fuck,' and see who means it! Chorus 1.25X

New Jack Hustler

ICE-T "O.G. Original Gangster"
Hustler, word, I pull the trigger long, Grit my teeth, spray till every nigga's gone. Got my block sewn, armored dope spots, Last thing I sweat's a sucka punk cop. Move like a king when I roll, hops, You try to flex, bang, another nigga drops. You gotta deal with this cause there's no way out, Why Cash money ain't never gonna play out. I got nothin to lose, much to gain, In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine. I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin right. [something] my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight. So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star. Nineteen, I got a fifty thousand dollar car. Go to school, I ain't goin for it, Kiss my ass, bust the cap on the Moet. Cause I don't wanna hear that crap, Why I'd rather be a New Jack-----Hustler [chorus] Hustler Hustler Hustler H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler (kid drop in) Yo man you know what I'm sayin You got it goin on my man, I like how it's goin down. You got the fly cars, the girls, the jewels. Look at that ring right there, I know it's real, it's gotta be real. Man, you the flyest nigga I seen in my life! Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man, How can I be down What's up You say you wanna be down Ease back, or muthafucka get beat down. Out my face, fool I'm the illest, Bulletproof, I die harder than Bruce Willis. Got my crew in effect, I bought em new Jags, So much cash, gotta keep it in Hefty bags. All I think about is keys and Gs Imagine that, me workin at Mickey D's (ha ha ha ha). That's a joke cause I'm never gonna be broke, When I die there'll be bullets and gunsmoke. Ya don't like my lifestyle Fuck you! I'm rollin with the New Jack crew. And I'm a hustler. H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler New Jack, New Jack.......... Here I come, so you better break North, As I stride, my gold chains glide back and forth. I care nothing bout you, and that's evident. All I love's my dope and dead presidents. Sound crazy Well it isn't. The ends justifies the means, that's the system. I learned that in school then I dropped out, Hit the streets, checked a grip, and now I got clout. I had nothing, and I wanted it. You had everything, and you flaunted it. Turned the needy into the greedy, With cocaine, my success came speedy. Got me twisted, jammed into a paradox. Every dollar I get, another brother drops. Maybe that's the plan, and I don't understand, God damn----you got me sinkin in quicksand. But since I don't know, and I ain't never learned, I gotta get paid, I got money to earn. With my posse, out on the ave, Bump my sounds, crack a forty and laugh. Cool out and watch my new Benz gleam, Is this a nightmare Or the American dream So think twice if you're coming down my block, You wanna journey through hell Well shit gets hot. Pregnant teens, children's screams, Life is weighed on the scales of a triple beam. You don't come here much, and ya better not. Wrong move (bang), ambulance cot. I gotta get more money than you got, So what, if some muthafucka gets shot That's how the game is played, Another brother slayed, the wound is deep BUT they're givin us a Band Aid. My education's low but I got long dough, Raised like a pit bull, my heart pumps nitro. Sleep on silk, lie like a politician, My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician. Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe, There'll be another one after me! A hustler. Hustler. H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler. New Jack, New Jack......

Nigga What, Nigga Who (Originator '99)

JAY-Z "Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life"
(feat. Big Jaz) [Jay-Z] Uh-huh uh-huh, gi-gi gi-geyeah Roc-a-Fella y'all, uh-huh uh-huh, Jigga Timbaland shit, nine-eight BEYOTCH Say what, say what Uh-huh uh-huh, follow me beotch Nigga what, nigga who Nigga what, nigga who Switcha flow, getcha dough Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe Switcha flow, getcha dough Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe [Jay-Z] [first four lines overlap the section above] Can't fuck with me They ain't ready yet Uh-huh uh-huh Yeah, yeah Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous shots with the fo'-fo' Faggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa Fuck rap, coke by the boatload Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed Left holes through some guy clothes Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full clip Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit One shot could make a nigga do a full flip See the nigga layin shocked when the bullet hit Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you But see me I wanna _Fuck for Free_ like Akinyele Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly All night get you wide up inside the telly Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me [Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil-lion)] (Nigga what) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z [*repeat 3X*] (Nigga what) Make you think you can fuck with me (Nigga who) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin Z [Jay-Z] Got a condo with nuttin but condoms in it The same place where the rhymes is invented So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke See how I was flowin on my last cassette Rapid-fire like I'm blastin a Tec, never jam though Never get high, never run out of ammo Niggaz hatin n shit cause I slayed your bitch You know your favorite, I know it made you sick And now you're, actin raw but you never had war Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe Now she's mad at me, causer Your Majesty, just happened to be A pimp with a tragedy She wanted, us to end, cause I fucked with friends She gave me one more chance and I fucked her again I seen her tears as she busted in, I said, 'Shit.. there's a draft, shut the door bitch and come on in!' [Chorus (with variation in last line)] [Jay-Z] Gotta vendetta even though I been better Left him in the cold with a thin sweater Rap niggaz on Prozac get the bozack, niggaz threw two at me I threw fo' back, hold that Let the dough stack, way before Big had the gold Ac' Dame had the Lex black Motherfuckers wanna test that, stress that And right where you're stressed, where you rest at I suggest that, niggaz invest, in a vest, when I come through with the glock jet black, you niggaz step back I'm the best at, you know I ain't no apprentice to this Me and my niggaz we invented the shit I came into the business with this, The Originator, non greater Jaz-O finish this shit [Big Jaz] Better learn, Jaz'll relax that, ever heard of me Worldwide Originator, say word to me The population holla certainly, I burn a nigga like a third degree, see me shine so bright Nigga I'm my light, runnin rulin with rigor and vigor Nobody bigger than me and my nigga Jigga You fly-by-nights stop chirpin B Heavyweights type work to me For the time, in this motherfucker ain't nobody hurtin me What Cut your face in like surgery Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin BM's on the road when you had to be in bed at the PM Need the info, Jaz on the C-N-N forever touchin my workers beginnin you're endin Nigga your style's no style my style's hostile C'mon, faggot nigga down to take the gun home O-R-I-G-I-N-A-T-O-R (can't FUCK with it can ya!) [Chorus (with variations)] [Amil-lion] [*repeat to fade*] Switcha flow, getcha dough Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe Switcha flow, getcha dough Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe

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