VIC MENSA, Jay Electronica - Weeping Poets lyrics

I must say that I'm very honored
And greatful to all might God
To all those of you who are in this audience
Who've heard in the newspappers
About this controversial fellow
When I read your newspapers, in truth
I wondered who you were talking about
Because I look at this fellow
Everyday in the mirror
And I don't see what you see

Ain't no love but the one in the mirror I
Had to learn that shit the hard way
Every penny I earned
Paid for it'self in heartbreak
Members of my team descended to fiends
Delontay some got murdered over ink
Like Ja Rule and Ashanti
That jealousy is corrosive
It burns the one that beholds it
Allah spoke to many prophets but only
One of 'em is Moses on top of Mount Sinai
Receiving signal through Wi-Fi
Let the trumpets blow for God's
Son like Olu Dara
Nas flow I learnt life's was a
Bitch when I was 'bout five
Writin' suicide notes as a mixed
Kid on the Southside
Switch lens to the present moment
I'm passing' the 27th omen
Life is short with a sense of humor
Think Gary Coleman
Almost sacrificed to gettin' high
My depressive lowest
Fighting temptations like a "ain't nobody
Came to see you Otis!"
I found vision through all the shade
Like Stevie's focals
I lost friendships to parting ways
Like a aminal shealter, they cought a stray
Me and my dogs learned to be ferocious
All yall niggas know is to hate
Guess they xenophobic
Sometimes a evil man could
Be a decent soilder let my tears fall on the
Page for the weeping poets

If you will repudiate me
Then repudiate me as a lier
But, if I speak the truth
Tonight shut your mouth shut your mouth!
I will steak my life on what I say
Will you stake your life on what you say?

Weeping poets, sour and greif behind us
Satanic beasts is before us
A table of feast they throw us
For mastry street heroics
Even as the chalk dries still
Waters we walk by
So when we hear "takbir" all
We say is "allahu akbar"
Like a stranger at Palestine
Hurling Molotovs at a cop car
Strickly by faith we got far
Jay-elect, Phantom of the chakras
Ruler of Zamunda, the great king Jaffe Joffer
Spittin' Old Testament
New Testament and apocrypha
Victory's in our clutches like Mensa

Bismillah boys in the building
Giving light out to the children
Like a lighthouse to the pilgrims
Like the sun to the whole six sixtillion
I pledge my life to the Christ
Syllables like Maximus did Aurelius