Jay Electronica - The Announcement Lyrics

Jay Electronica - The Announcement

Uh-Ugh
My view is aerial
Your crew inferior
My crew imperial
MC Killers, Milk & Serial
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 fits
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 out eye is on the money

My minds on the scripture
It’s beautiful, i see every line on the picture
So when the leaves Russel and the cock Crowes 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 cancelling

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 in obligation: The newly appointed ruler who moved with no observation like W.D.
Say my name on a record, W.W.III
I’ll put you niggas in a box like the WB
Here’s a footnote on the Blueprint
Whoms f-cking 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

Jay Electronica - Shiny Suit Theory Lyrics

Jay Electronica - Shiny Suit Theory (Ft. Jay-Z and The Dream)

[Jay Electronica]
One two, one two
uh, yeah
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
my shrink told me it’s a feeling they’ll never know
I pack up all my sins and I wear ‘em to the show
and let ‘em go, let ‘em go, let ‘em go, let ‘em go

I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
my shrink told me it’s a feeling they’ll never know
I pack up all my sins and every L that I blow
and let ‘em go, let ‘em go, let ‘em go, let ‘em go

In the land before time, a land before altar boys
Synagogues and shrines, man was in his prime
look how far I go in time just to start a rhyme
the method is sublime
you get blessed with every line
I’m in touch with every shrine from Japan to Oaxaca
Your melonated, carbon-dated, phantom of the Chakras
Me and Puff, we was chilling in Miami
He said “N-gga f-ck the underground,
you need to win a Grammy
for your mama and your family,
they need to see you shined up
you built a mighty high ladder, let me see you climb up
Nigga, what you scared of?
terrorize these artificial rap n-ggas and spread love
pollinate the ear buds
like you supposed to, spit it for the culture
pay no attention to the critics and the vultures
they rather have a shot of Belvy just to spite you
they cast the judgments ’cause they feel they got the right to”
F-ck ‘em, I let the dice roll like my father did
I gotta shine, it’s in my blood, I’m a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit ‘em with a remix, then make sure that they play me twice
I thought you said it’s the return of the black kings
Luxurious homes, fur coats and fat chains

[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
In this manila envelope, the results of my insanity
Quack said I crossed the line between real life and fantasy
cant it be the same, went on covers with Warren Buffett
was ducking the undercovers, was warring with mothaf-ckers
went from warring to Warren, undercovers to covers
if you believe in that sort of love, your screws need adjusting
in the World of no justice and black ladies on the back of buses
I’m the Immaculate Conception of rappers slash hustlers
my God, it’s so hard to conceive
but it all falls perfect, I’m like autumn is to trees
Uh, the doc interrupted
he scribbled a prescription for some Prozac
he said “take that for your mustard”
boy, you must be off your rocker if you think you’ll make it off the strip before they Pac ya,
n-gga you gotta be psychotic or mixing something potent with your vodka
It takes a lot to shock us but you being so prosperous is preposterous
how could this nappy headed boy from out the project
Be the apple of America’s obsession?
you totally disconnected with reality, don’t believe in dreams
since when did black men become kings?
[The-Dream]
You have no idea
the means to what I say
and you have no idea
of how I got this way

Now, fear my dreams
and by the time you wake
I’ll look down from the clouds
see, I’m on my way

[Chorus]