Jay Electronica - Fairyality Tale lyrics

Uh, huh it's the realness
Don't feel this all praises due, yeah

The god Je'Ri goes clean off of the edge
My life is like a movie
Spit a scene off of the head
Agents in the temple make
Obscene offers to feds
I run up in they cypher if
It seem off of they fez
Style holding my square 'cause if I
Lean off then I'm dead
Spit a hot shot and leave
Your team awfully red
Club promoters that'd see me gleam
Off of me bread
The leprechauns left the party
Cream offer me bed
Allah team convene over cream coffee and eggs
Building and atoning, We live for the moment
At times I kick back and
Shed tears when I'm zoning
Flowing in the whip shifting
Gears when I'm rolling
I shook off my kirch struggled
Years with the omen
Emcees that come near catch
A severe microphonin'
I came along paying dues and such
Biting emcees and whack rap crews get touched
You ain't got a lot of heart
But my crew's too rough
Yo a lot of false gods
Got drove when we arove
Hardy heartless record execs offer me gold
This world nailed Je'Ri to the cross
But he rose with all power
Switching the game cause it's all sour
Thugs claiming they thugs
But they all cowards wisen up young bucks
You out of touch with reality
And that can only lead to fatality

Same old scenario niggas
But the scary old niggas
Got shit twisted up to reality and
Illusions and mix it up
We fallen and forgotten how to get back up
And in turn react up
Cats on this block be like actors
Like we ain't got to suffer
Consequences of sabbath's actions
Everything we do should be totally intact
That's why the fuck that you laughin'
I speak with urgency cause this
Nonchalancy doesn't servin' me
This is an emergency

I knew this kid Jack
He was nimble also pretty quick
Used to hustle off his powder
Bags on African defith
A faithful blackstone, busting at the GDs
The GP
Locked up every other week and phoning home
Like ET jill paid his bail
You know the one who do nails?
Were in the back of the shop
You get the burnout on your cell
Yeah, she dig me
I met her once before inside the fig tree
Before it was the spot where
All the undercover pigs be
But back to the subject
Jack they called a menace to the public
Cause he was on some thug shit, you loved it
Whipping let the slugs drip and
Blood drip with tight crews
But he was on some Tom Cruise shit
Back at school
Went to college on a scholarship
I don't know what happened
Two years later out of school
Now he's clappin'
Strappin' macs trapped in a
World of dissatisfaction
Slippin' and blastin'
Gettin' lost in the mister action
A victim of the system, a waterless sea
Yo his cream-lusting heart grew
Harder with greed he was a wild style child
Busting guns was his steez
Outside of his girl and his seed
He didn't care who else bleeds
But one day Jack decided to
Retire from gun play
Didn't wanna see the graveyard where
All his thugs lay
Dying young, Jack didn't want to hear that
But what goes around knows exactly
Where you live at
About a month later Jack got his life right
And he and Jill took his son
To the park one night
It was the first time his seed
Was standing up for him
And then this 'round-the-way kid
Ran up on him
And said, "Yo cousin', I got plans for you"
Cause my moms OD'ed at the hands of you
Cocked his shit back, hit two at his seed
Block the shit back until this day
Jack the nimble never forget that
The moral to this story is not that hard
You go home and figure it out

Fairyality tale, chump
Feeding our babies with the garbage
It's whack, you ain't real
The whole squad is whack
You whole record label is whack slave