Big Sean - Control (HOF) Lyrics (Ft Jay Electronica & Kendrick Lamar)

Big Sean - Control (HOF) Lyrics (Ft Jay Electronica & Kendrick Lamar):

[Intro: Big Sean]

I look up

Yeah and I take my time

I'mma take my time, woah

Power moves only

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

Boy I'm 'bout my business on business

I drink liquor on liquor

I had women on women

Yeah that's bunk bed bitches

I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'

Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'

But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base

On some ground ball shit

Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit

They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but

You gon' get this rain like it's May weather

G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather

Champagne just tastes better

They told me I never boy, never say never

Swear flow special like an infant's first steps

I got paid to reverse debts

Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress

So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death

So I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride

Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried

Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside

No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind

In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'

Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'

I said fuck tryin' and not doin'

Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'

I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined

So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid

I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'

Go against me, you won't stop losin'

From the city where every month is May-

Day at home, spray your dome

Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan

Yeah I know that shit ain't fair

They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor

You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone

I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long

We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody

Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit wrecks everybody

I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot

The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic

And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas

Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot

I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop

Drop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'

Hall of Fame droppin'

And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's

Cause that ain't the way of an OG

So I GO collect more G's, every dollar

Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me

Forever hot headed but never got cold feet

Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats

Clique so deep we take up the whole street

I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]

Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds

Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond

Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize

I'm not gonna fold or demise

(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)

Everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon

So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc

Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]

Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit

So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit

So many bombs, make Farrakhan think Saddam in this bitch

One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom

While she watchin' the kids

I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists

I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork

I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York

King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both

The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes

Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces

Cartier bracelets for my women friends I'm in Vegas

Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?

If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me

I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable

Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts

Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt

This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch

I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons

Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan

A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties

Playin with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key

Judge me 'til the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney

You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley

(I don't smoke crack motherfucker I sell it)

I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis

I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me

You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I’ve been jumped before you put a gun on me

Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery

James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me

And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way

And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake

I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time

Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas

Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all

New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved

And I ain't rockin no more designer shit

White T’s and Nike Cortez, this is red Corvettes anonymous

I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' wit

But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is

And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale

Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake

Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller

I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas

Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas

They dont wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas

What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high

Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive

Out the exit window of 5 G5’s with 5 grand

With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land

With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg

Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head

Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said

That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread

[Verse 3: Jay Electronica]

You could check my name on the books

I Earth, Wind, and Fire’d the verse, then rained on the hook

The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof

The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks

Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers

We live by every single word she ever told us

Watch over your shoulders

And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest

The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over

Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova

I’m spittin' this shit for closure

And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova

For all you magicians that’s fidgeting with the cobra

I’m silent as a rock, ‘cause I came from a rock

That’s why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc

Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot

Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got

The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart

And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark

You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ

Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right

Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries

In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history

You can’t say shit to me - Alhamdulillah

It’s strictly by faith that we made it this far

Jay Electronica - Call of Duty ft Mobb Deep Lyrics

Jay Electronica - Call of Duty ft Mobb Deep Lyrics:

[Winston Churchill]

Centuries ago words were written to be a call and a spur to the faithful servants of Truth and Justice: Arm yourselves, and be ye men of valor, and be in readiness for the conflict; for it is better for us to perish in battle than to look upon the outrage of our nation and our altar. As the Will of God is in Heaven, even so let it be.

[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
You know the story, when real see real, we recognize
When you see the steel flash, you petrified
Steve Jobs seen death after just retiring
Takes vision to build, God bless the dead
That’s Mac, that’s Pac, that’s Pun, that’s Big
Shit, niggas know the sunshine eternal
I burn slow like “Disco Inferno”
Burn slow like blunts wit’ yayo
Uh, I went from MySpace to the top of the food chain
The sperm hit the egg like a missle
Then nine months later, the celebratory news came
“Exhibit C” gave the whole world a mood change
Electronic, niggas call my album Detox
‘Cause they know I’m finna bring the next Chronic
Roc Nation, Cole World, it’s a wrap, nigga
Put yo’ diamonds in the sky, take that, nigga

[Mobb Deep]
Yeah
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get jokes when your shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your drama is mine

Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get robbed ‘fore your shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your beef is mine

[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]
Uh-huh
To whom it may concern
If it’s hate, wait your turn, dig a crate, make a urn
Please, God, tell Flex drop a bomb on me
Tell the minister to tattoo the Qu’ran on me
Before the men in black try to pin a crime on me
And Rupert Murdoch and his goons get to lyin’ on me
The Lord is my shepherd
So tell the royal family to order my records
And spread ‘em ‘cross Europe in a organized method
We could heal the planet wit’ a organized effort
The Jews and the Christians and the Muslims and the Buddhists
And the Sikhs and Scientologist is all of my brethren
Play this on the radio
You never heard another nigga say this on the radio
We made it out the ghetti-o
Brunch with the Rothchilds, dinner with the Carters
Jay Elect stop the press, criticalest artist
(What the fu…)

Yeah
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get jokes when you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your drama is mine

Put your diamonds in the sky (Sky)
Wave ‘em side to side, get robbed ‘fore you shine (Shine)
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your beef is mine

[Prodigy]
I done sat around for years daydreamin’ of this
Me and Jay biz, green gettin’ twist
Kids goin’ to school, we still on the bench
Early mornin’ yawning, no sleep, just this
Hardcore, rhymin’ like a diamond when I spit
Come hell or high water, we gon’ make it out the bricks
I done graduated gladiator school, what’s next?
From the bottom, only one way to go to the tip
Of the top, with these nonstop flows I invent
Bars so hard, shit hurt when it hit
My bars like prison bars, I’m trapped in the pens
Of this wildstyle hip-hop, the f-ckin’ strongest
Rappers on the earth, it’s a curse and a gift
Black cloud follow my life, how worse could it get?
Respect, power, and money, in that exact order
I got it all, nigga, I’ll break ya li’l neck

Yeah
Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get jokes when you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for eye
I’ll die for you, your drama is mine

Put your diamonds in the sky
Wave ‘em side to side, get robbed ‘fore you shine
As time go by, we live by an eye for an eye
I’ll die for you, your beef is mine

Jay Electronica - Prelude To A Freestyle Lyrics and Video

Jay Electronica does a freestyle over Kanye’s Devil In A New Dress.

Jay Electronica - Prelude To A Freestyle Lyrics:

I fell out the sky like baby Superman to a farm on kansas
Now the world wanna see my story all on camera
That’s Magic
Described by a Hater,
That’s tragic.
Billy Shakespeare was in his grave doin backspins.
The attractive power of every verse was so intense the ladies required napkins.
The credits rolled:
Below average seemed lavish,
Garbage ass rappers
With a goudy no class chain and a fitted turned backwards
Black on black anti semite rap wazyap
I’m out that nolia So niggas’ll surely clap if I ask em
Whip a nigga out his clothes from Freret to Jackson
Nobody’ll ever wonder or talk about what happened
C’mon Son
Who Better than us?
them?
They ain’t even figure out they own style yet man
And every rhyme I ever spit out my face was spotless
Any bitch I ever said strip to got topless
Any click whoever said shit
They got rocked
So sugar Shane Mosley yo ass up out the cockpit
We natural born fly guys
Twist up yo Garcia vegas and toast to the wise guys
We made it to the high rise
Georgy and Weezy and Lionel and Jenny Kravitz
Jigga and J. Cole
Jay Electronica
Magic
Jeeeeesus
Uprisings in Egypt
The black Gods free up
The Land erupt
I hope one y’all is feelin me
Some of yall gotta wait til the final act of the trilogy to get it
Oh I get it
Niggas wanna hear spit it
But I never take shots
Without establishing pivots
Itsy bitsy spider climbing up the water sprout
Moses with his ra hit the staff and got the water out
Powerful parables
I learned from the lips of my uncle Charles comin outta the VA like Clipse
Now there’s a whole wealth to dig thru
But yo shit it’s too shallow for me to dig you
Feel me
Man these wack niggas kill me
The wordplay was sweet but the rhymes don’t thrill me
You lose
Quit believing in the news
The Asiatic Blackman conveniently rude
Sincerely yours
The Most Global

Jay Electronica - The Making Of Act II Lyrics

Starring LaTonya Givens Music Produced by The Bullitts Film Produced by Immortal & Mochilla

Jay Electronica - The Making Of Act II Lyrics:

blue doll you are making me blue

you i am in love with you

life is a harder caught in the circles sometimes

rain you make it rain

again you hurt me again

less is a virtue love will desert you sometime

faith has a bowl that will never know

you told me you changed

things won’t be the same

i can’t do this no no no

won’t you let me go go go

let me go

blue doll you are making me blue

you i am in love with you

life is a harder caught in the circles sometimes

rain you make it rain

again you hurt me again

less is a virtue love will desert you sometime

winter will cry for the words and the lies

i hang back your name as i burn your chain

i can’t do this no no no

won’t you let me go go go go

blue you’re making me blue

Jay Electronica – Shiny Suit Theory ft Jay-Z & The Dream Lyrics

Jay Electronica – Shiny Suit Theory ft Jay-Z & The Dream Lyrics:

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[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]