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Jay ElectronicaRelease date: 19th September 2025
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"Is It Possible That The Honorable Elijah Muhammad Is Still Physically Alive???" is a track by Jay Electronica, from the album A Written Testimony: Leaflets, released 19th September 2025. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Intro: The Honorable Elijah Muhammad] According to the teachings of Allah to me Which I was with him for 3 years, uh–night and day I didn’t do anything, and he didn’t allow me to do anything He taught me for 3 years, night and day 7 days a week Uh–I mean, I was confined, I was jailed almost Aheh... I had no chance to do anything, but just to listen to him and learn And so, that’s right And he would carry me out of the city sometimes In his little, uh – Chevrolet Coupe And we would sit out there sometimes, 2 or 3 hours at night And he would talk to me about the stars and planets And how uh, well, this was, uh, made and whatnot And so, uh... and they are today They always meets together And discuss, you know, major things that is going to take placе [Verse 1: Jay Electronica] I used to always wonder wherе did God came from I used to wonder where the 7 angels with them 7 bowls Of Apocalypse get they holy names from And how the Mighty Lamb was gon' set up his royal kingdom I always wondered 'bout that city in the sky With all that bright light and all them colors, looking pretty in the sky With all that gold, and all that emerald, and all that sapphire And all that jasper, and all that pearl around the throne of The true and living God On the 25th of February, 1942 Off the California coast, the Air Force turned their Anti-aircraft batteries inward from the sea Towards the "Wheel" and opened fire Local cops was even firing their revolvers at the sky – hmph They shot like 14 hundred shells at the "Mother Plane" As it slowly passed by Lockheed, they couldn’t even stop it hovering She injected a fleet of "Baby Planes," you call them UFO’s And coming face-to-face with God absolutely terrified the government (Battle of Los Angeles, look it up) [Refrain: DRAM] So the sun and the moon and the stars And the quasars Trafficking me and you, to what we are And we are – beautiful and magical with enlightenment that’s beyond The most complexest thing you can think of (You can think of) "Sleight of the hand" is a sly way of saying "I'm casting and smashing," that come from my mind You got to look at that sun 'til that blink of an eye, can come from behind I might just come from above when I tap in, this product's out of this world! I can't save the world, 'cause they don't want to change the world! I'm saving myself and the folks that I'm with when I cross my domain I'm never not shaking it, thanks for none of it, wait for no games! And I'll never not hear you out if you know what you're talking about But I gave you that stage and you froze – that's what I'm talking about So the sun and the moon and the stars And the quasars Thank Almighty God for the will for us to go this far I'ma keep going (Keep going...) Ain't that right? [Verse 2: Jay Electronica] Fresh out the frying pan into the fire and now you're frying You so pretty, but – you always end up Coming out the bathroom with puffed up eyes from crying Never hungry, why you lying? I ain’t gon' say you out here doing the most, but you sure trying It’s like you trying to pick a lock to a fight, you just so defiant She say "Jay, I thought I’d see some progress in my life from trying But I can’t lie, on the inside, it feel just like I’m dying I be burning bridges down despite the need to build something I be crashing out to be alive, just to feel something" The color that she said she hate the most of all – "invisible" She pinned it to her Comments on her Stories in her swimming suit In the daylight, she be feeling tall and invincible But at night she in somebody section – small and convincible Another fallen star to crash another crater So why you had to ask me if we actually need a savior? [Refrain: DRAM] So the Sun and the moon and the stars And the quasars Trafficking me and you, to what we are And we are – beautiful and magical with enlightenment that’s beyond The most complexest thing you can think of (You can think of) "Sleight of the hand" is a sly way of saying "I'm casting and smashing," that come from my mind You got to look at that sun 'til that blink of an eye, can come from behind I might just come from above when I tap in, this product's out of this world! I can't save the world, 'cause they don't want to change the world! I'm saving myself and the folks that I'm with when I cross my domain I'm never not shaking it, thanks for none of it, wait for no games! And I'll never not hear you out if you know what you're talking about But I gave you that stage and you froze – that's what I'm talking about So the sun and the moon and the stars And the quasars Thank Almighty God for the will for us to go this far I'ma keep going (Keep going...) Ain't that right? [Outro: Dr. Wesley Muhammad PhD] President Roosevelt had the Honorable Elijah Muhammad imprisoned (Slide, please) The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was arrested twice He was first arrested May 8th, 1942 From Washington D.C. The F.B.I. picked him up, interrogated him Seized all documents, in particular relating to the "Mother Wheel" The Honorable Elijah Muhammad was locked up 'til about July When he was released on bond He went to Chicago The May arrest was over the pretense–or, under the pretense Of "draft-dodging" Even though the Messenger had aged out Of the draft requirement at the time They arrested him, and in July, he was freed on bond He went to Chicago He’s teaching in Chicago, and in September, 1942 The F.B.I. re-arrests the Most Honorable Elijah Muhammad This time, under the charge of "sedition" (Right... right...) When they – had the Messenger of God in their office They told him, that they know that he is right 'Bout what he's said, what he has been teaching Of the "Wheel" and the "Baby Planes" Alas...
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