Jay Electronica - Prelude to a Freestyle lyrics

I fell out the sky like baby
Superman to a farm on kansas
Now the world wanna see my
Story all on camera
That’s magic, described by a hater
That’s tragic billy Shakespeare was in his
Grave doin backspins
The attractive power of every verse was
So intense the ladies required napkins
The credit's rolled: below average seemed
Lavish garbage ass rappers
With a gaudy no class chain
And a fitted turned backwards
Black on black anti semite rap wazyap
I’m out that Nolia So niggas’ll surely
Clap if I ask em
Whip a nigga out his clothes
From Freret to Jackson
Nobody’ll ever wonder or talk
About what happened
C’mon son, who better than us? Them?
They ain’t even figure out they
Own style yet man
And every rhyme I ever spit
Out my face was spotless
Any bitch I ever said strip to got topless
Any click whoever said shit they got rocked
So sugar Shane Mosley yo ass
Up out the cockpit we natural born fly guys
Twist up yo Garcia Y Vegas and
Toast to the wise guys
We made it to the high rise
Georgy and Weezy and Lionel and Jenny Kravitz
Jigga and J cole, Jay Electronica, magic
Jeeeeesus, uprisings in Egypt
The black Gods free up, the Land erupt
I hope one y’all is feelin me
Some of yall gotta wait til the final
Act of the trilogy to get it
Oh, I get it, niggas wanna hear me spit it
But, I never take shots
Without establishing pivots
Itsy bit'sy spider climbing up
The water spout
Moses with his rod hit the staff
And got the water out powerful parables
I learned from the lips of my uncle
Charles comin outta the VA like Clipse
Now there’s a whole wealth to dig thru
But yo shit it’s too shallow
For me to dig you
Feel me, man these wack niggas kill me
The wordplay was sweet but the
Rhymes don’t thrill me
You lose, quit believing in the news
The Asiatic Blackman conveniently rules
Sincerely yours, the most global
The most total