Jay Electronica, JAY-Z, The-Dream - Shiny Suit Theory lyrics

One two, one two, yeah, uh huh, yeah

I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me
"It's a feeling they'll never know"
I pack up all my sins and
I wear 'em to the show
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
Let 'em go
I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me
"It's a feeling they'll never know"
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
Let 'em go

In the land before time
A land before altar boys
Synagogues, and shrines
Man was in his prime
Look how far I go in time
Just to start a rhyme the method is sublime
You get blessed with every line
I'm in touch with every shrine
From Japan to Oaxaca
The melanated carbon dated phantom
Of the chakras
Me and Puff, we was chilling in Miami
He said, "Nigga, fuck the underground
You need to win a Grammy
For your mama and your family
They need to see you shined up
You built a mighty high ladder
Let me see you climb up
Nigga, what you scared of?
Terrorize these artificial rap niggas
And spread love, pollinate they earbuds
Like you supposed to, spit it for the culture
Pay no attention to the
Critics and the vultures
They rather have a shot of
Belvy just to spite you
They casting judgments 'cause they feel
They got the right to fuck 'em
I let the dice roll like The Father did
I gotta shine, it's in my blood
I'm a Harlem kid i treat my babies right
Treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make
Sure that they play me twice
I thought you said
"It's the return of the black kings
Luxurious homes, fur coats, and fat chains"

I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me
"It's a feeling they'll never know"
I pack up all my sins and
I wear 'em to the show
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
Let 'em go
I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me
"It's a feeling they'll never know"
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
Let 'em go

In this manila envelope
The results of my insanity
Quack said I crossed the line
'tween real life and fantasy
Can it be the same one
On covers with Warren Buffett?
Was ducking the undercovers
Was warring with muh'fuckers
Went from warring to Warren
Undercovers to covers
If you believe in that sort of luck
Your screws need adjusting
In the world of no justice and black
Ladies on the back of buses
I'm the immaculate conception
Of rappers-slash hustlers
My God, it's so hard to conceive
But it all falls perfect
I'm like autumn is to trees
Aw, the doc interrupted
He scribbled a prescription for
Some Prozac, he said
"Take that for your mustard
Boy, you must be off your rocker
If you think you'll make it off
The strip before they 'Pac ya
Nigga, you gotta be psychotic or mixing
Something potent with your vodka
It takes a lot to shock us but
You being so prosperous is preposterous
How could this nappy headed boy
From out the projects
Be the apple of America's obsession?
You totally disconnected with reality
Don't believe in dreams
Since when did black men become kings?"

You have no idea, yeah
The meaning to what I say
And you have no idea of how I got this way
Now hear my dreams and by the time you wake
I'll look down from the clouds
See I'm on my way

I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me
"It's a feeling they'll never know"
I pack up all my sins and
I wear 'em to the show
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
Let 'em go
I'm sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me
"It's a feeling they'll never know"
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
Let 'em go