Jay Electronica - TBE The Curse Of Mayweather lyrics
[Jay Electronica - TBE The Curse Of Mayweather lyrics]
Power transfer is complete - we're on
Internal power with the launch vehicle
At this time 40 seconds away
From the Apollo 11 lift-off
All the second stage tanks now pressurized
35 seconds and counting we
Are still Go with Apollo 11
30 seconds and counting
In the name of AllahIn the
Loving memory of Richard Antwi
Astronauts report
"It feels good "T minus 25
Seconds twenty seconds and
Counting t minus 15 seconds, guidance
Is internal twelve, 11
10, 9, ignition sequence starts, 6
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Zero, all engine running, LIFT-OFF!
We have a lift-off, 32 minutes past the hour
Lift-off on Apollo 11
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son of man can I kick it?
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
Duckin' through the airport Monday
Mornin' feelin' lousey
Yep, these are the breaks
Yep, is it karma or is it fate?
Yep, you're now rockin' with the great
I told you motherfuckers me and
Destiny had a date
Look, I came in the game in
The name of The Messenger
On the inside of my black trick
Bag I had a plethora
Electrified the pulse of the game
At the core like Tesla
And penetrated every realm of
Society like Kissinger
Special Officer Flowers in the
Army of the lord
Commander of forgotten angels at
Home and abroad
As sure as the Motherplane is
The Throne of Fard
I swear to go the stone and
Come home with the sword
It's globally known
I float on the track like the coast guard
Every pigeon I spit is like
A train or a postcard
It's magic the way I created
Fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when
He was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with
The passion of Christ, haters
The force has awakened
I'm brandishin' my lightsaber
Starin' in the mirror every
Mornin' as I pause
Carressin' the scars from the brawls and
Wars that this life gave us
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
This is blasphemy, Jeymes, this is blasphemy
I gave that lil' cockroach life
And he blasted me
Niggas made all those memes
And they laughed at me
It's World War 3, mothafucka, the catastrophe
Watch the throne, my nigga, watch the throne
How you gon' compare the king to a gnome?
How you gon' compare Jango
Fett to the clones?
The game can celebrate today
Cause daddy's home
He's got eleven Grammy nominations
Y'all not equal
Maaaan fuck these white people!
My grandma died at 82, scrubbin' floors
And niggas still runnin' 'round
Beggin' for awards is he Jedi or is he Sith?
Is he Neo in the Matrix or Mr smith?
I might be on Periscope gettin' pissed
Talkin' reckless
Contemplatin' all out war with Fif'
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
Light a candle, mama, light a candle
Allah sent me to smack fire outta sambo
I got nothin' to lose
Might as well take a gamble
I'm on the plantation
Guns blazin' like Django
I know, you heard it all a million times
Huh?
The feelin' gone, now all you hear is rhymes
Huh?
George Zimmerman still walkin' 'round huh?
And Trayvon still layin' in the ground huh?
I showed up to the game
With no practice like Iverson
Now they want to keep me
In exile like Gadaffi son
'Cuz they told me that the
Rothschilds rule the world
So I went over to England like a
Black God and got me one
Straight facts, I don't send no lies
Ask Ty Ty, real black skin don't fry
They scared of Jay Elec yeah and men know why
Cause, I might turn the Roc into the NOI
Can I kick it?
Power transfer is complete - we're on
Internal power with the launch
Vehicle at this time 40 seconds
Away from the Apollo 11
Internal power with the launch vehicle
At this time 40 seconds away
From the Apollo 11 lift-off
All the second stage tanks now pressurized
35 seconds and counting we
Are still Go with Apollo 11
30 seconds and counting
In the name of AllahIn the
Loving memory of Richard Antwi
Astronauts report
"It feels good "T minus 25
Seconds twenty seconds and
Counting t minus 15 seconds, guidance
Is internal twelve, 11
10, 9, ignition sequence starts, 6
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Zero, all engine running, LIFT-OFF!
We have a lift-off, 32 minutes past the hour
Lift-off on Apollo 11
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of Man, Son of Man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man son of man can I kick it?
Like Ronda Rousey
Talk a lot of shit on social media on Friday
Get that ass kicked Saturday
Wake up Sunday, ill and drowsy
Duckin' through the airport Monday
Mornin' feelin' lousey
Yep, these are the breaks
Yep, is it karma or is it fate?
Yep, you're now rockin' with the great
I told you motherfuckers me and
Destiny had a date
Look, I came in the game in
The name of The Messenger
On the inside of my black trick
Bag I had a plethora
Electrified the pulse of the game
At the core like Tesla
And penetrated every realm of
Society like Kissinger
Special Officer Flowers in the
Army of the lord
Commander of forgotten angels at
Home and abroad
As sure as the Motherplane is
The Throne of Fard
I swear to go the stone and
Come home with the sword
It's globally known
I float on the track like the coast guard
Every pigeon I spit is like
A train or a postcard
It's magic the way I created
Fame out of folklore
And got bigger than Tom Hanks when
He was playing by the Zoltar
I'm shinin' my light with
The passion of Christ, haters
The force has awakened
I'm brandishin' my lightsaber
Starin' in the mirror every
Mornin' as I pause
Carressin' the scars from the brawls and
Wars that this life gave us
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on they ass
Son of man, son of man
This is blasphemy, Jeymes, this is blasphemy
I gave that lil' cockroach life
And he blasted me
Niggas made all those memes
And they laughed at me
It's World War 3, mothafucka, the catastrophe
Watch the throne, my nigga, watch the throne
How you gon' compare the king to a gnome?
How you gon' compare Jango
Fett to the clones?
The game can celebrate today
Cause daddy's home
He's got eleven Grammy nominations
Y'all not equal
Maaaan fuck these white people!
My grandma died at 82, scrubbin' floors
And niggas still runnin' 'round
Beggin' for awards is he Jedi or is he Sith?
Is he Neo in the Matrix or Mr smith?
I might be on Periscope gettin' pissed
Talkin' reckless
Contemplatin' all out war with Fif'
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Can I kick it? Yes you can!
Drop a bomb on their ass
Son of man, son of man
Light a candle, mama, light a candle
Allah sent me to smack fire outta sambo
I got nothin' to lose
Might as well take a gamble
I'm on the plantation
Guns blazin' like Django
I know, you heard it all a million times
Huh?
The feelin' gone, now all you hear is rhymes
Huh?
George Zimmerman still walkin' 'round huh?
And Trayvon still layin' in the ground huh?
I showed up to the game
With no practice like Iverson
Now they want to keep me
In exile like Gadaffi son
'Cuz they told me that the
Rothschilds rule the world
So I went over to England like a
Black God and got me one
Straight facts, I don't send no lies
Ask Ty Ty, real black skin don't fry
They scared of Jay Elec yeah and men know why
Cause, I might turn the Roc into the NOI
Can I kick it?
Power transfer is complete - we're on
Internal power with the launch
Vehicle at this time 40 seconds
Away from the Apollo 11