Jay Electronica - So What You Saying (produced by J Dilla) video free download

So What You Saying by Jay Electronica

Produced by J Dilla

Taken from the "Style Wars EP"

Check out Jay Electronica's Myspace at: http://www.myspace.com/jayelect

RIP J Dilla, Check his Myspace at: http://www.myspace.com/jdilla

Lyrics:

Yeah

Jay Electronica is now in the building

I dedicate this to all you wack motherfuckers rappin' go get a job

Jay Electrolysis probing the globe like a geologist

Puttin' all of you pussies on display like gynecologists

Listen, I'm on a mission

Most of you niggas just spittin'

The wise comprehend the diction hypnotized with the rhythm

Lyrical circumcision toss the shmuck in the fire

Yeah your mans and them is nice but they ain't fuckin' with Sire

I'm a higher power devour all you idolaters

You Satan worshipers nation perverters thirstin' for dollars

Jay Coldplay putting the clock on your chess game

I'm a varsity letterman you a fresh-mayne

Every line of every verse of every song is a quotable

Catch me in Mexico meditating with Quetzalcotl fuckers

I'm raining fire on you lame suckers

My tongue is the burner the barrel the biscuit don't make me buck it sprat

I'm outta that mac I came into rap carrying the south on my back

And I'm ready to scriddap

It ain't where you from son it's where you live at

I'll never kiss another niggas bum to get me did-dap

I used to sip the coke and rum blowin' dime sid-dacks

But now I'm wagin' war with wicked men in high places

So what you sayin'

Yeah yeah uhh uhh

Fuck a hook

Yeah, things will never be the same after this one

Every page of my poetry's like a round from the clip

The mic is always in my holster right on top of my hip

Niggas get flipped

When the hollow-tips spit at they melons

You niggas is Missy Misdemeanor my niggas is felons holla'

Me and Big Dame Lord of the Rings the Twin Towers

Knockin' other motherfuckers out the ring like Apollo Creed

You wanna get bleed the blood run up

And get done up until sunup

Down south they call me white man 'cause I hang emcees

Get 'em open with ease

Then pick 'em off like fleas nigga please

You ain't go no ends in me casa

Que pasa

My flow'll fuckin' swolle ya' bumba rasta

Loch Ness monster

It's like "RAAAAAA" when I strike ya'

Suplexin' niggas like Rowdy Rod Piper

John Allen Muhammad snipe ya'

It's a cost to be the boss and I paid the price-ah

Nobody's nicer

I'm cold as the North Pole nobody's icer

Shout outs to Mr. Porter, D-Twizzy, and Obie Tricer

Shady, you can catch me in the D now baby it's all gravy

Still reppin' u-p-t what is you sayin'

Yeah what is you sayin'

Ali, Sadiq we 'bout to spit fire on these motherfuckers for one thousand two hundred and sixty days

I'm trapped in the game like Pacmayne chasing the ghost

Drownin' with water in my throat got leaks in the boat

Squeezin' the toast

It's not a op-tion I got Pac on

Makaveli the don bumpin' that 'Me

and my Glock' song, zone in,

Like Robert De Niro I'm Ronin

Struck 'em up with the omen

From adolescence to grown men

Walk a mile in my shoes it proves you a soldier

I paid a lot of dues to prove to Jehovah

That I can carry the cross the castle the crown

Everywhere I roam is my home life's my battleground

Salahuddin Abdul Fard Muhammad

To come up by night ridin' Elijah the Comet (uh)

I cave chest in the brave chessman

Masterin' one twenty lessons is my profession

So get to steppin'

Or catch lead (Led) like Zeppelin

These rap cats look real but they really not like wrestlin'

Check the solar commander

I'm light years off of the scanner

Satellite dishes and cameras a bad mamma jamma

The most thorough examiner

My microphone is seven thousand nine hundred and twenty six miles in diameter

The son of man

Son of *t man* from out Puran

Master the air in the land from here to Iran

Jay Electronica revolve the world

Them Philly cats say "I like that boy he raw but he thorough"

What you sayin'

Yeah, yeah

To all you thug motherfuckers

You ain't a thug

All you Pac imitators

You ain't doing what Pac is doing

Pac was trying to start the motherfucking revolution

You niggas is cowards

We soldiers for God, we soldiers for Christ

Fall in or lay down

Fuck out of here

Either you with Satan or you with God

Nigga that's it

Choose or die nigga

Jay Electronica

Miguel el Chavarria

Cornell Whitaker, haha

Yeah...Dilla

God, haha

Cornball ass niggas...