Jay Electronica:
The people are in constant fear of a Trojan War
The vehicle that's supposed to free us is just an whore
Listen , I gotta call 'em like I see 'em
Even if it means they'll sanction my per diem (
The angels will thank me in the streets when I see 'em..
Saying', there he go but I wouldn't wanna be him
Kon'science :
The soul in the puppet in show
The drums & trumpet knows
Who flows when this show
Can be so predictable
I'm down to my last string
Wait..how can that be
I guess the kush really
Didn't hurt my memory
I kill em all
Now I smile for courtesy
For the world to see
Its about c.r.e.a.m
But only dead fish
Follow the stream
I had some setbacks
Come up for a come back
You Lion to kings
Barry Sanders the way I run that
Now bump that
I'm in point like a thumb tack
Rappers talk a whole lot of shit
Here's a tick tack
I'm sorry mama can't lie to the youth
Stay away from weed & drugs
& only shoot at the hoops
Cause they don't care about you
Don't get it twisted me either
Cause they can get super ugly
I give the fire some ether
I'm Moses when they attack the block
Belly of the beast
So sincere back to the motherland
Fuck these streets
A misfit on this sickfit
We throwing alley oops
Cause we putting on a clinic
More tracks than Olympics
With good energy its all physics
Young Casper with bad brothers
But good spirits
Fuck with my lyrics
I type it in just in case you ain't hear it
Nigga
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
