Lyrics Jay Electronica

Jay Electronica

Suckas

This goes out to those that choose to use disrespectful views

On the game of H-I-p-h-o-p

We terrorizing you misfits

These wack emcees got the game twisted

We don't give a fuck about your rings and your chains

Your four-dot six Range

Or Frankie B jeans

I came in the game motherfucka was deaf to the bling

Jay Elect reign supreme over everything

Meet the heavenly man mics in my hand I rip 'em

Brrrr-ha stick 'em ha-ha-ha stick 'em

Wack rappers we vick* 'em

And leave 'em for dead

For spittin' that wack shit

That they see in they head

Mufucka'

The last dragon, carrying weight like Oprah

Redeemer of Abnoloima and san koufa

I mash out more posses than Billy and Fame

Sucka emcees rock ice but they really in flames

Eighty-five think they free but they really in chains

Talking that big willy looking silly and strange

Earthquakes and rain, hail snow locust and bees

All of the above is caused by the dopest emcees

Back day I used to rock Adidas open with Lees

Windmill on the cardboard and close with the freeze

Silly suckas

It's War with The Dragon, visit your day see god,

Spar with apassion, this is your day swing hard.

As I spark your imagi, nation it may seem odd,

This world is crazy hard, but it made me god,

Rock with the blastmaster of rock with a rap masters,

The Notorious BIG and 2Pac were the last Pastors.

I gotta grab the, torch and lead the flock to the pastures,

Return of the Jedi, who stud-eye-d under the master.

Jakes wanna creep me, The eighth B60 defeat me,

I'm feelin leepy, Homeland Security breechy,

They can't compete B, my Third Eye vision is 3D.

Saw you with Mouson, cuttin civilizin the BC,

Rappers a misfit, cheap trick covered with lipstick,

Yappin about free me, going plat with the...

War with The Dragon, I'm here to clash with the beast,

Harass the Police, in the process of establishin peace,

FOREVER.