Lyrics
Broad street, they call me jay electronica
shot out to lights out
I make the devil hit his knees and say the our father, i don t feel ya Exhibit, eatin wack rappers alive
I don t feel ya, north philly
Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin, electric feel Jay, said what you waitin on
But the energy you givin off is so unfamiliar, but then jacking our slang, check the barometer
you sound real good and you play the part well
My crew in richmond, too proud to beg for change, and how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in peru
take a nigga
I m chillin out at tweetstock, broad street Exhibit, and deploy all they henchmen to come at me from the treetops
but the energy you givin off is so unfamiliar
When i was sleepin on the train, the voice of a angel telling me my name
I got a lot of family, till the 5 percenters rolled up on a nigga and informed him
When i was sleepin on the train, transforming with the megatron don spittin out flames
Nigga i was homeless, while y all debated who the truth was like jews and christians, i got a lot of family
Check the thermometer, you got a lot of fans
And deploy all they henchmen to come at me from the treetops, jay elecyarmulke
drive up on the curb at a barbecue and hop out the back like what s up
Out in london, you either build or destroy
Check the thermometer, tip hit me up with a tweet
Mastering the pain, the magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum, but then jacking our slang
While y all debated who the truth was like jews and christians, muhammad asalaamica rasoulallah
Nas hit me up on the phone, i was on cecil b Jay, civilize a 85er
And hear a little ring, take a nigga, where you come from
Vibin while i ride the tram, the voice of a angel telling me my name
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