JAY ELECTRONICA lyrics - The Jay Electronica Project

The Announcement

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Uh-Ugh My view is aerial Your crew inferior My crew imperial MC Killers, Milk & Serial Get it? Forget it. You'll still be connecting the dots with smoking holes in your fitted Those that got it be all at the shows throwing fits The light from the dynasty sign froze all of the critics and nary a soul got on they frog toes to ribbit Shhh... t'was the night before the coming Sugar plum candy coated lines for the dummies Decoded hieroglyphics in the shrines for the mummies We not illuminati but out eye is on the money My minds on the scripture It's beautiful, I see every line on the picture So when the leaves Russel and the cock Crowes winter just know that the Black Gods mingled a bit Then the fingers got pricked Then the single got picked Man I'm living out my brain I don't dream about shit If I say dream, I meant Dream, Fresh not Hampton I got a date with destiny I'm definitely not cancelling Romancing The Stone The Roc The Throne The Elegant Celebration sent tremors through every nation The Stars aligned like cars at grand central station Elevation Yours Truly, My duty in obligation: The newly appointed ruler who moved with no observation like W.D. Say my name on a record, W.W.III I'll put you niggas in a box like the WB Here's a footnote on the Blueprint Whoms fucking with We? Yeah Bad grammar Widescreen panorama Paranormal activity seen on the camera So if you want that turmoil I'll Twitter, Facebook, YouTube, Worldstar you Rap Radar, Nahright, 2dopeboy you Your plans is foiled Your guns is borrowed We living in tomorrow A tissue for your sorrows

American Lips

Alice Donut "Donut Comes Alive"
I've got a Jackson Pollack tatoo on my ass. Video priest screaming out high mass. Sick little schoolgirls rolling round on my floor. I got, Jehovo witness knocking at my door. I got, Rednecks sucking life from a can. Naked women magazines - making me a man. Big Blond Bush, schizophrenic tits. I come, prematurely and I don't give a shit. NO! Oh-e-oh! Here come American fingers. Here come American lips. Jane Fonda spreading her legs on my TV. I watch her exercise - it's so healthy. I got Serial killers straight from Transylvania. Burning crosses and Biblemania. I got a monster Trans Am - I'm so fucking cool. I got Jimmy Hoffa floating in my swimming pool. All my kids eat drugs, got my cigarettes. Don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck-fuck fuck! NO! Oh-e-oh! Here come American fingers. Here come American lips. 737 exploding Boeing jets. Hemoroids and growing nuclear threat. My president has colo-rectal cancer. Bloody french fries at my McDonald's McMassacre. Black and Hispanic dying underclass. Baseball jocks cutting lines from a glass. Monosodium glutamate to cook in my wok. I got a herpes sore on the tip of my cock. NO! Oh-e-oh! Here come American fingers. Here come American lips. NO! Oh-e-oh! Here come American fingers. Here come American lips.

A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace

BRIGHT EYES
You turn on a spindle You're so much looser now But you're not explaining how You gained such new repose I touch the clasp of your locket With its picture held Some secret you wouldn't tell But let it choke your neck So imagine a darkness Where all shapes divide Solids changing into light With a burst of heat so bright Well fine, don't you do what I want you to Don't degrade yourself the way that I do Because you don't depend upon all the shit that I use To make my moods improve Near a sea of pianos There were waves of chords That crashed against the shore In one huge and useless roar And there were girls bringing water Like a dream they came To cool the fever of my brain And soothe my burning throat And they made me a necklace Hanging beads of sweat On a string of my regrets And placed it round my neck And they were singing Don't you do what you've wanted to Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do And maybe the sun keeps coming up Cause it has gotten used to you And your constant need for proof

Sticky Fingers

ABOVE & BEYOND "We Are All We Need"
We painted the picture you want I wanted it too But now there's something that I Would like you to do Get your sticky fingers out of my head. Get your sticky fingers out of my head. It's not that I'm ungrateful for The chance to dream and then explore But your elegant dinosaur limbs Are still willfully bruising my skin Get your sticky fingers out of my head. Get your sticky fingers out of my head. Get your sticky fingers out of my head (get your sticky fingers out of my head)

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