Jay Electronica

Jay Electronica - So What You Sayin lyrics

rate me

Jay electrolysis probin the globe like a geologist

Puttin all of you pussies on display like gynocologists

Listen, I'm on a mission

Most of you niggas just spittin

The wise comprehend-iction hypnotize with the rhythm

Lyrical circumsicion toss the shmuck in the fire

Yea your mans and them is nice but they ain't fuckin with sire

I'm a higher power devour all you idolaters

You satan worshipers nation perverters thirstin for dollars

Jay coldplay putting the clock on your chess game

I'm a varsity letterman you a fresh-mayne

Every line of every verse of every song is a quotable

Catch me in mexico meditating with quetzalcotl fuckers

I'm rainin fire on you lame suckers

My tongue is the burner the barrel the biscuit don't make me buck it spratt

I'm outta that mac I came into rap carrying the south on my back

And I'm ready to scriddap

I ain't where you from son it's where you live at

I never kiss another niggas bum to get me did-dap

I used to sip the coke and rum blowin dime sid-dacks

But now I'm wagin war with wicked men in high places

So what you sayin

Every page of my poetrys like a rhyme from the clip

The mic is always in my holster right on top of my hip

Niggas get flipped

When the hollowtip spit at they melons

You niggas is missy misdemenor my niggas is felons holla

My and big dame lord of the rings the twins towers

Knockin other motherfuckers out the ring like apollo creed

You wanna get bleed the blood run up

And get done up until sunup

Down south they call me white man cause I hang mcs

Get em open with ease

Then pick em off like fleas nigga please

You ain't go no ends in my casa

Que pasa

My flowll fuckin swole ya bumba rasta

Loch ness monster

It's like RAAAAAA when I strike ya

Suplexin niggas like rowdy rod piper

John allen muhammad snipe ya

It's a cost to be the boss and I paid the price-ah

Nobodies nicer

I'm cold as the north pole nobodies icer

Shout outs to mr porter, d-twizzy, and obie tricer

Shady, you can catch me in the D now baby it's all gravy

Still reppin UPT what is you sayin

I'm trapped in the game like pacmayne chasin the ghost

Drownin with water in my throat got leaks in the boat

Squeezin the toast

It's not a op-tion I got pac on

Makaveli the don bumpin at me

And my glocks on, zone in

Like robert dinero I'm ronin

Struck em up with the omen

From adolescence to grown men

Walk a mile in my shoes it proves you a soldier

I paid a lot of dues to prove to jehovah

That I can carry the cross the castle the crown

Everywhere I roam is my home lifes my battleground

Sallhuddin abdul farrad muhammad

To come up at by night ridin elijah the comet (uh)

I caved chest in the brave chessman

Masterin one twenty lessons is my profession

So get to steppin

Or catch led like zepplin

These rap cats look real but they really not like wrestlin

Check the solar commander

I'm light years off of the scanner

Satillite dishes and cameras a bad mama jama

The most thorough examiner

My microphone is seven thousand ninehundred and twenty six miles in diameter

The son of man

Son of t man from out puran

Master the air in the land from here to iran

Jay electronica revolve the world

Them philly cats say I like that boy he raw but he thorough

What you sayin

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