The Announcement

[Introduction: John F. Kennedy] Its hazards are hostile to us all Its conquest deserves the best of all mankind And its opportunity for peaceful cooperation may never come again But why, some say, the moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic? Why does Rice play Texas? We choose to go to the moon! We choose to go to the moon We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things Not because they are easy, but because they are hard Because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills [Verse 1: Jay Electronica] My view is aerial, your crew inferior My crew imperial, MC Killers: milk and cereal 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 fitteds 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 our eye is on the money My mind's on the scripture - It’s beautiful,I see every line on the picture So when the leaves rustle and the cock crows 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 canceling 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 and obligation A newly appointed ruler who move with no observation like W.D Say my name on a record, WW 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