Abracadabra [A Written Testimony: Leaflets]

[Intro: Diddy] I'm 'bout to do the intro to Jay Electronica's album Shit called Leaflets You don't know how many times... This brother has told me that he gonna put out an album You know... So I hope he real serious (It's called Leaflets) Leaflets... Leaflets... they want me to talk some shit Talk some shit about my nigga Jay Electronica I hope he put out this motherfuckin' album And you ain't bullshitting, for real, man ‘Cause people gotta feel that real soul, you know what I’m sayin'? Hip-Hop is in a very, very dangerous place, you know Give them that shit, you know I'm sayin'? Liven up they souls, lift up they vibration That’s what God sent you here to do, you know? That’s why we wait so long We wait... for things that are good 'Cause good things come to those who wait Great things come to those who wait Yeah, you taught me a lot of patience, motherfucker Now drop that shit [Chorus: Mika Lett, samples] (Conductor) "Lord... I'm so glad..." (Conductor) Lord Jesus... Lord Jesus... "I'm so glad" "So glad (So glad...)" I... when I wake up in the morning time "Glad (So glad...)" I give thanks to God For everything you've done for me in my life, yeah Think of everything You've done, Lord, I do Yes, Jesus [Interlude: Louis Farrakhan speech] (Go 'head... go 'head... yes, sir...) And if there's any enemies that think you can take the house (Go 'head, sir! Go 'head!) Not any time (Go 'head!) We will kill you (Yessir!) (YESSIR!) Uh-huh, and take your heads (Yessir!) To the FBI office (YESSIR!) Let them know (YESSIR!) That that old time stuff ain't workin' no more [Verse: Jay Electronica, Mika Lett] Uh huh Caution, I'm a fiery hot ball of various degrees of energy You couldn't imagine that just begin in me And it's clear to anybody who watch me with eyes That I walk around with total disregard for the enemy The entire trajectory of my career scream "fuck the industry" Yet you can't have a debate about the greats and not mention me Abracadabra, Houdini and David Blaine ain't got nothing on gang I came in the name who made earthquakes and rain Fuck around with the fuck-around and get your head split My ancestors came to this land on slave ships Ms. Dorothy raised me up on the psalms of David Plus worked her whole life, day and night on grave shift So just know Jay Electronica ain't to be played with I ain't letting it slide, I ain't come for the vibes 'Cause Miss Ruby, Miss Zino, Miss Harry Miss Katherine, Miss Sylvia Miss Lou and Miss Lee from my projects steps, they all paid tithes And I came to collect I ain't come for the chain, I ain't come for the check And I bet you an album with Hova, I came for the neck Niggas thought I was playin' a game, I said, "Bet" (Think of everything You've done, Lord, I do...) "Why he act like he got a chip on his shoulder?" Bitch, I got a whole fucking clip on my shoulder Bitch, I got a whole fucking ship on my shoulder I got a first floor Katrina project brick on my shoulder Hmph, I got a government up on these shoulders While I wage war with the pedophiles for the children of Jehovah So watch how you talk to me, love, it's all love And I advise you to take Indicas, oils or blunt Believing what you see on the internet'll get you drugged [Outro: Mika Lett, sample] "I'm glad (So glad...)" "Glad... (So glad...)" "I'm glad (So glad...)" "Yes... I'm so glad..." For wakin' me up this morning, Jesus Thank God, I'm blessed (I'm blessed!) Thank God, I'm blessed (Lord, Jesus!) Thank God, I'm blessed (I'm blessed! So blessed) Yeah, I'm so blessed ("So blessed")