Jay Electronica - Be Easy lyrics
[Jay Electronica - Be Easy lyrics]
Be easy, you ain't really ready for war
With a bunch a live wire niggas ready for war
So be easy you ain't really ready for war
With a bunch of live wire
Niggas ready for war
When the drama get to poppin
Well be at your door we can take it to a
World you never seen before
Talk slick get your ass whipped
Down to the floor be easy, my nigga, be easy
Off top I bring the hot hot shit that toxic
You know how I spit
That revolutionary Pac shit
Sometimes I rhyme slow
Sometimes I rhyme quick
Sometimes I tell a hater to get off my dick
My flow is mega-sick your flow is delicate
Big cars, big guns, the bling, the rhetoric
Call me Jay Boogie
Microphone under my hoodie
You cornball rappers couldn't do
Nothing to me
Ultramagnetic flowetic rhyme poetic
Grind daily divine mind kinetic
I shine blind with the light of the macmilli
Seventy six trillion years I'm still here
None of you motherfuckers couldn't match me
From New York to Cakalacky
California to Tallahassee
I terrorize a wack MC i be wilin on you
I be styling on you
I'm waging war with the devil
The Asiatic rebel is back swinging
Pawn to e-6 move, swift but cunning
Keep my knights on flank
And my bishops gunning
My BL queen she hold me down lovely
The gravitational pulls too strong for
You to budge me it's a lyrical miracle
Pound for pound, syllable for syllable
I'm the unfuckwitable
Eighty percent of my life I
Was subject to ridicule
But it was the fuel that helped
Me to reach the pinnacle
The flow's like snowman I'm abominable
This war has scarred me but
The damage was minimal paid dues
Slayed crews
Did my share of dirt but never made news
The God stay smooth made moves like Kasparov
My sins like snakeskins homie I cast em off
Meet the elite throne crusher
The god fearing zone rusher
Perform under pressure
Nobody's fresher, the soul stepper
Most of you lames never heard of me
I'm the Third Ward born phenomenon
Don Juan sporting the Burberry
Dipping in the flashiest car
In the mic booth spitting the rah wah
The blase blah blase splee
You might find me in the D
Gettin grimey with the D-A-M- to the E
Mr Porter in the lak black pearl in the back
Runyon Ave pack the loud
Gats that say sprrrraaat
Where yo mans at now pa?
He ain't around and he never show his
Face when it's time for style war
I'm getting busy with the one two stick em
Let the rhythm hit em
Sound like a prism nigga who is em
Jay Electronica, lord of the rings
Baptising ya'll with fire
Water slaughtering kings
From Seven Mile to Magnolia we crack soldiers
Somebody shoulda told you
The rap game is over
With a bunch a live wire niggas ready for war
So be easy you ain't really ready for war
With a bunch of live wire
Niggas ready for war
When the drama get to poppin
Well be at your door we can take it to a
World you never seen before
Talk slick get your ass whipped
Down to the floor be easy, my nigga, be easy
Off top I bring the hot hot shit that toxic
You know how I spit
That revolutionary Pac shit
Sometimes I rhyme slow
Sometimes I rhyme quick
Sometimes I tell a hater to get off my dick
My flow is mega-sick your flow is delicate
Big cars, big guns, the bling, the rhetoric
Call me Jay Boogie
Microphone under my hoodie
You cornball rappers couldn't do
Nothing to me
Ultramagnetic flowetic rhyme poetic
Grind daily divine mind kinetic
I shine blind with the light of the macmilli
Seventy six trillion years I'm still here
None of you motherfuckers couldn't match me
From New York to Cakalacky
California to Tallahassee
I terrorize a wack MC i be wilin on you
I be styling on you
I'm waging war with the devil
The Asiatic rebel is back swinging
Pawn to e-6 move, swift but cunning
Keep my knights on flank
And my bishops gunning
My BL queen she hold me down lovely
The gravitational pulls too strong for
You to budge me it's a lyrical miracle
Pound for pound, syllable for syllable
I'm the unfuckwitable
Eighty percent of my life I
Was subject to ridicule
But it was the fuel that helped
Me to reach the pinnacle
The flow's like snowman I'm abominable
This war has scarred me but
The damage was minimal paid dues
Slayed crews
Did my share of dirt but never made news
The God stay smooth made moves like Kasparov
My sins like snakeskins homie I cast em off
Meet the elite throne crusher
The god fearing zone rusher
Perform under pressure
Nobody's fresher, the soul stepper
Most of you lames never heard of me
I'm the Third Ward born phenomenon
Don Juan sporting the Burberry
Dipping in the flashiest car
In the mic booth spitting the rah wah
The blase blah blase splee
You might find me in the D
Gettin grimey with the D-A-M- to the E
Mr Porter in the lak black pearl in the back
Runyon Ave pack the loud
Gats that say sprrrraaat
Where yo mans at now pa?
He ain't around and he never show his
Face when it's time for style war
I'm getting busy with the one two stick em
Let the rhythm hit em
Sound like a prism nigga who is em
Jay Electronica, lord of the rings
Baptising ya'll with fire
Water slaughtering kings
From Seven Mile to Magnolia we crack soldiers
Somebody shoulda told you
The rap game is over