[Intro: 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 with yayo I went from Myspace to the top of the food chain The sperm hit the egg like a missile Then 9 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
[Hook: Prodigy] Yeah, put your diamonds in the sky Wave ‘em side to side, get juxed when you shine As time go by, we live by an eye for an 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 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 Qur'an 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 with a organized effort The Jews and the Christians and the Muslims and the Buddhists And the Sikhs and Scientologists 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 Rothschilds, dinner with the Carters Jay Elect stop the press, criticalest artist
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[Verse 3: 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 fuckin’ 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 lil' neckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
