New Music: Jay Electronica – Road to Perdition
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I'm a huge jay elec fan, But the internet will be fine.
Yes we know it's old lmaoo
I think they'll pull a "beyonce" with his album, this shit is dope.
i mean I think fans will actually BUY this album much like Bey, Drake, J Cole, Eminem, Taylor Swift etc.
Cause he spent more time up north than in the south
Word? It's hard to shake that NO accent though. I've never heard it done.
Re: ...Either you gon love the kid or wanna kill me.....
peace
More good old shit
& GoodLook B on this!
Been bowlshitting as I never heard the new Nas verses
Still wanna hear the remix with new lyrics, both of em recording it together
That ain't no NY fucking accent, that's just the way he spit ( I guess like how MicJagger, the Beatles & Clapton sound 'American' & not British when they sing, emulating who they look up to).
PlanetAsia doesn't spit like a typiocal Cali kat nor does Kurupt ever spit like Philly kats did.
U can still hear some drawl if u listen plus in his verses he tells u he's been all over the place on his travels & growing.
He always reps that 3rd ward Uptown NOLA shit whether he's living in BK, the UK, where ever.
peace
More good old shit
& GoodLook B on this!
Been bowlshitting as I never heard the new Nas verses
Still wanna hear the remix with new lyrics, both of em recording it together
That ain't no NY fucking accent, that's just the way he spit ( I guess like how MicJagger, the Beatles & Clapton sound 'American' & not British when they sing, emulating who they look up to).
PlanetAsia doesn't spit like a typiocal Cali kat nor does Kurupt ever spit like Philly kats did.
U can still hear some drawl if u listen plus in his verses he tells u he's been all over the place on his travels & growing.
He always reps that 3rd ward Uptown NOLA shit whether he's living in BK, the UK, where ever.
I was thinking the same thing. Imagine waking up and seeing Jay Electronica trending #1.
Man i finally hit play. And only because yall hyped it like it was Exhibit A or C level shit. This shit light. And fuck this lazy pump fakin clown for big upping ofays and others and slighting sistas.
Understood it is light work but damn it is so much better then anything else out and he is so consistent
He potential to drop a classic album at any moment
actually you could craft a 12 track classic album off his existing work.
Honestly he seem afraid...cause it makes no sense.
“‘He’s got 11 Grammy nominations, ya’ll not equal,’ maaan, fuck these white people. My grandmother died at 82 scrubbing floors, and niggas still runnin around beggin for awards“
“Is he Jedi or is he Sith? Is he Neo in The Matrix or Mr. Smith? I might be on Periscope getting pissed, talking reckless, contemplating all out war with Fifth.”
is he still fuckin with that illuminati chick???
Napalm !
[Intro]
Power transfer is complete - we're on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time. 40 seconds away from the Apollo 11 lift-off. All the second stage tanks now pressurized. 35 seconds and counting. We are still Go with Apollo 11. 30 seconds and counting
In the name of AllahIn the loving memory of Richard Antwi
Astronauts report, "It feels good. "T minus 25 seconds. Twenty seconds and counting. T minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal. Twelve, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence starts, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, zero, all engine running, LIFT-OFF! We have a lift-off, 32 minutes past the hour. Lift-off on Apollo 11
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son of man
Can I kick it?
[Verse 1]
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
Duckin' through the airport Monday mornin' feelin' lousey
Yep, these are the breaks
Yep, is it karma or is it fate?
Yep, you're now rockin' with the great
I told you motherfuckers me and destiny had a date
Look, I came in the game in the name of the messenger
On the inside of my black trick bag I had a plethora
Electrified the pulse of the game at the core like Tesla
And penetrated every realm of society like Kissinger
Special Officer Flowers in the army of the lord
Commander of forgotten angels at home and abroad
As sure as the Motherplane is the Throne of Fard
I swear to go the stone and come home with the sword
It's globally known, I float on the track like the coast guard
Every pigeon I spit is like a train or a postcard
It's magic the way I created fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when he was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with the passion of Christ, haters
The force is awaken, I'm brandishin' my lightsaber
Starin' in the mirror every mornin' as I pause
Carressin' the scars from the brawls and wars that this life gave us
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
[Verse 2]
This is blasphemy, James, this is blasphemy
I gave that lil' cockroach life, and he blasted me
Niggas made all those memes, and they laughed at me
It's World War 3, mothafucka, the catastrophe
Watch the throne, my nigga, watch the throne
How you gon' compare the king to a gnome?
How you gon' compare Jango Fett to the clones?
The game can celebrate today cause daddy's home
He's got eleven Grammy nominations, y'all not equal
Maaaan fuck these white people!
My grandma died at 82, scrubbin' floors
And niggas still runnin' 'round beggin' for awards
Is he Jedi or is he Sith?
Is he Neo in the Matrix or Mr. Smith?
I might be on Periscope gettin' pissed
Talkin' reckless, contemplatin' all out war with Fif'
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
[Verse 3]
Light a candle, mama, light a candle
Allah sent me to smack fire outta sambo
I got nothin' to lose, might as well take a gamble
I'm on the plantation, guns blazin' like Django
I know, you heard it all a million times, huh?
The feelin' gone, now all you hear is rhymes, huh?
George Zimmerman still walkin' 'round huh?
And Trayvon still layin' in the ground huh?
I showed up to the game with no practice like Iverson
Now they want to keep me in exile like Gadaffi son
'Cuz they told me that the Rothschilds rule the world
So I went over to England like a Black God and got me one
Straight facts, I don't send no lies
Ask Ty Ty, real black skin don't fry
They scared of Jay Elec yeah and men know why
Cause I might turn the Roc into the NOI
Can I kick it?
[Outro]
Power transfer is complete - we're on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time. 40 seconds away from the Apollo 11
Power transfer is complete - we're on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time. 40 seconds away from the Apollo 11 lift-off. All the second stage tanks now pressurized. 35 seconds and counting. We are still Go with Apollo 11. 30 seconds and counting
In the name of AllahIn the loving memory of Richard Antwi
Astronauts report, "It feels good. "T minus 25 seconds. Twenty seconds and counting. T minus 15 seconds, guidance is internal. Twelve, 11, 10, 9, ignition sequence starts, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, zero, all engine running, LIFT-OFF! We have a lift-off, 32 minutes past the hour. Lift-off on Apollo 11
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son of man
Can I kick it?
[Verse 1]
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
Duckin' through the airport Monday mornin' feelin' lousey
Yep, these are the breaks
Yep, is it karma or is it fate?
Yep, you're now rockin' with the great
I told you motherfuckers me and destiny had a date
Look, I came in the game in the name of the messenger
On the inside of my black trick bag I had a plethora
Electrified the pulse of the game at the core like Tesla
And penetrated every realm of society like Kissinger
Special Officer Flowers in the army of the lord
Commander of forgotten angels at home and abroad
As sure as the Motherplane is the Throne of Fard
I swear to go the stone and come home with the sword
It's globally known, I float on the track like the coast guard
Every pigeon I spit is like a train or a postcard
It's magic the way I created fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when he was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with the passion of Christ, haters
The force is awaken, I'm brandishin' my lightsaber
Starin' in the mirror every mornin' as I pause
Carressin' the scars from the brawls and wars that this life gave us
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
[Verse 2]
This is blasphemy, James, this is blasphemy
I gave that lil' cockroach life, and he blasted me
Niggas made all those memes, and they laughed at me
It's World War 3, mothafucka, the catastrophe
Watch the throne, my nigga, watch the throne
How you gon' compare the king to a gnome?
How you gon' compare Jango Fett to the clones?
The game can celebrate today cause daddy's home
He's got eleven Grammy nominations, y'all not equal
Maaaan fuck these white people!
My grandma died at 82, scrubbin' floors
And niggas still runnin' 'round beggin' for awards
Is he Jedi or is he Sith?
Is he Neo in the Matrix or Mr. Smith?
I might be on Periscope gettin' pissed
Talkin' reckless, contemplatin' all out war with Fif'
[Hook]
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
[Verse 3]
Light a candle, mama, light a candle
Allah sent me to smack fire outta sambo
I got nothin' to lose, might as well take a gamble
I'm on the plantation, guns blazin' like Django
I know, you heard it all a million times, huh?
The feelin' gone, now all you hear is rhymes, huh?
George Zimmerman still walkin' 'round huh?
And Trayvon still layin' in the ground huh?
I showed up to the game with no practice like Iverson
Now they want to keep me in exile like Gadaffi son
'Cuz they told me that the Rothschilds rule the world
So I went over to England like a Black God and got me one
Straight facts, I don't send no lies
Ask Ty Ty, real black skin don't fry
They scared of Jay Elec yeah and men know why
Cause I might turn the Roc into the NOI
Can I kick it?
[Outro]
Power transfer is complete - we're on internal power with the launch vehicle at this time. 40 seconds away from the Apollo 11
THE GOAT...
dude is unfuckwitable
dude is unfuckwitable
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Thats about all he got
This shit fire though.
Right on time. Jay Elec with a dope song and album tease once every 18 months like clock work.
Fuck this guy.
Fuck this guy.
This board use to pump him up..I thought I missed out on a lot of material..yo I like the track tho.Thats about all he got
Fucc that bullshit.
Mp3 https://omerta.is/1L1l mp3