The Weeping Poets (feat. Jay Electronica)

I must say that I am very honored and grateful to almighty God

To all those of you who are in this audience

Who heard in the newspapers about this controversial fellow

When I read your newspapers, in truth

I wondered who you were talking about

Because I look at this fellow every day in the mirror

And I don't see what you see

Ain't no love but the one inside of the mirror

I had to learn that shit the hard way

Every penny I earned, paid for itself in heartbreak

Members of my team descended to fiends, Delonte

Some got murdered over ink like Ja Rule and Ashanti

That jealousy is corrosive, it burn the one that beholds it

Allah spoke to many prophets but only one of them's Moses

On top of Mount Sinai receiving signals through Wi-Fi

Let the trumpets blow for God's Son like Olu Dara

Nas flow, I learned life was a bitch when I was 'bout five

Writing suicide notes as a mixed kid on the Southside

Switch lens to the present moment, I'm past the twenty-seven omen

Life is short with a sense of humor, think Gary Coleman

Almost sacrificed it getting high at my depressive lowest

Fighting temptations like, "Ain't nobody came to see you Otis!"

I found vision through all the shade, like Stevie's focus

I lost friendships that parted ways

Like an animal shelter, they caught a stray

Me and my dawgs learned to be ferocious

All y'all **** know is to hate, guess they xenophobic

Sometimes an evil man can be a decent solider

Let my tears fall on the page for the weeping poets

If you will repudiate me

Then repudiate me as a liar

But if I speak the truth tonight

Shut your mouth!

Shut your mouth!

I will stake my life on what I say

Will you stake your life on what you say?

Weeping poets

Sorrow and grief behind us

Satanic beasts is before us

A table of feast to bestow us for mastering street heroics

And even as the chalk dry

It's still waters we walk by

So when we hear, "Takbir"

All we say is, "Allahu Akbar"

Like a stranger in Palestine hurling molotovs at a cop car

It's strictly by faith we got far

Jay Elect-Phantom-of-the-shakras

Ruler of Zamunda

The Great King Joffre Joffer

Spitting Old Testament

New Testament and Apocrypha

Victory is in our clutches like Mensa

Hablar mi que tu piensas

Since 1930, The Mahdi been at our center

Bismillah Boys in the building, giving light out to the children

Like a lighthouse to the pilgrims

Like the sun to the whole six sextillion

I pledge my life to the Christ Syllabus like Maximus did Aurelius

Turn the eardrum to a umbilicus as I spit that you could never get rid of us

Since Genesis, Exodus, and 'Viticus, I been at war with Darth Sidious