Jay Electronica - Killer Instinct lyrics
[Jay Electronica - Killer Instinct lyrics]
High tech Mic abuse with the fuse lit
I run through crews quick and
Use music to prevail
It’s the return home New Orleans
Foundation Brooklyn the fortress
Take no losses just win
And mega-ends dividends
Big body Benzes what we came for
Knowledge is what we aim for
Then understandin
Build a castle in this rap game
Then bring my mans in
To my hardcore slum cats
Hooded up like clansmen
From 3rd ward to Tasker we Lord and Master
Illadel (P-lon) exile infadels we bomb
We strong arm leg leg arm head honcho
Make moves and skate like Juice in the Bronco
Build, elevate and expand
(sit with communist)
Naz got John Blaze shit but
My shit’s the Johnnyest
Black (germ) dominant prominent scientist
My style (…) like Jet Li (…) the Lion Fist
You lost once I spit the sick shit
Lyrically gifted my tongue is like the cold
Barrel my brain’s the biscuit
Don’t get it twisted
I’m from the south black seriously doubt that
You wanna go to war with a
Soldier because we ‘bout that
So don’t go there, headed for nowhere
We wild like it’s no courts
No judge no police and no mayor
3rd ward is third world
Revolution in the bricks
Soldiers in fatigues we come equipped
That’s it
So, que te pasa? Representando por la raza
Niggas wanna step but they legs
Is too short to salsa
You got courage I'll blast it out ya
Seriously doubt ya
Spit til ya blueprint is ripped
Then re-route ya
I run through crews quick and
Use music to prevail
It’s the return home New Orleans
Foundation Brooklyn the fortress
Take no losses just win
And mega-ends dividends
Big body Benzes what we came for
Knowledge is what we aim for
Then understandin
Build a castle in this rap game
Then bring my mans in
To my hardcore slum cats
Hooded up like clansmen
From 3rd ward to Tasker we Lord and Master
Illadel (P-lon) exile infadels we bomb
We strong arm leg leg arm head honcho
Make moves and skate like Juice in the Bronco
Build, elevate and expand
(sit with communist)
Naz got John Blaze shit but
My shit’s the Johnnyest
Black (germ) dominant prominent scientist
My style (…) like Jet Li (…) the Lion Fist
You lost once I spit the sick shit
Lyrically gifted my tongue is like the cold
Barrel my brain’s the biscuit
Don’t get it twisted
I’m from the south black seriously doubt that
You wanna go to war with a
Soldier because we ‘bout that
So don’t go there, headed for nowhere
We wild like it’s no courts
No judge no police and no mayor
3rd ward is third world
Revolution in the bricks
Soldiers in fatigues we come equipped
That’s it
So, que te pasa? Representando por la raza
Niggas wanna step but they legs
Is too short to salsa
You got courage I'll blast it out ya
Seriously doubt ya
Spit til ya blueprint is ripped
Then re-route ya