Happy MLK Day

Homage to the Greats who do what many couldn't...

Y R U Back

If you wonder where I have been...here's a little reflective thought

Too far to come back home
Too lost to know I was gone
Too broke to get some help
Too much pain from the whelps
Too many emotions to feel
Too real to understand the deal
Too hard to cry about it
Too honest to lie about it
Too many times I'm done
Too many nights I'm the only one
Too much my past hasn't passed
Too many times, this was my last
Too many dollars and no class
Too many times I act unabashed
Guess is why I returned back
Guess this is the audience I attract.

Missing

I can relate!

A Million in the Morning

Motivate Myself

I needed this...

When I was sleepin on the train,

sleepin on Meserole Ave out in the rain
without even a single slice of pizza to my name
too proud to beg for change mastering the pain
when new york niggas were calling southern rappers lame,
but then jacking our slang
I used to get dizzy spells
and hear a little ring
the voice of a Angel
telling me my name
telling me that one day imma be a great man
transforming with the Megatron Don spittin out flames,
Eatin wack rappers alive shittin out chains.
I ain't believe it then.
Nigga I was homeless
Fightin, shootin dice, smokin weed on the corners
tryna find the meaning of life in a corona
till the 5 percenters rolled up on a nigga and informed him:
"you either build or destroy. Where you come from?"
"The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum"
"Hmmm... its quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
and how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru."

Question14 - Muslim Lesson 2: Dip Diver, Civilize a 85er.
I make the devil hit his knees and say the Our Father.

Abracadabra!
You rockin with the True and Living
shot out to Lights Out, Joseph I, Chewy Bivens,
shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge, my crew in Richmond.
While y'all debated who the truth was like Jews and Christians
I was on Cecil B, Broad Street, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker.
6 mile, 7 mile, Hartwell, Gratiot: Where niggas really would pack a uhaul truck up,
put the high beams on, drive up on the curb at a barbecue and hop out the back like "what's up!",
kill a nigga, rob a nigga, take a nigga, bust up.
That's why when you talk the tough talk I never feel ya.
You sound real good and you play the part well,
but the energy you givin off is so unfamiliar.
I don't feel ya...

Haven't Forgotten

I'm just making the dreams reality...I haven't forgotten you.

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Now playing: Jay Electronica - Exhibit C

No fans

I dedicate this to the part of me that stays angry
The one that makes me wonder if I'm Mr. Hanky
This makes me feel like I'm behind bars (Rick Slick)
Hypochondriac thought that makes me so sick
I admit to all the bullshit I've done in the past
My ass don't seem to change before the minutes last
Me and moms stay in a constant clash
Struggling to keep my ass unabashed
Couldn't see that I create all these problems
Guess cause failures are becoming constant
My girl getting sick of my lack of consistency
Like I'm not consistently thinking selfishly
I thought I could be better than I use to be
But then I realize that change is only for me
Trying to make my life more constructive
My reasons are so subjective and destructive
What the fuck is this country gonna do when I get tired
Saints die at the hands of the national televised liars

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Now playing: Jay Electronica - 03 - Not A Disturbance

Dimethyltrayptamine

My Favorite New Emcee 2009

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Now playing: Jay Electronica - Dimethyltriptamine

Collapsed Thoughts

Standing here lost, but can't run from reality
No salary can determine btwn Mickey and Mallory
That is the venomous trait we contain has a name
It was always simple and plain, but my veins aims
Right to the center of the indenture souls that reign
This is the man who communes with God daily
As a kids they told me I was always crazy
Cause I wasn't running around having babies
With foul ladies that made sex look so easy
But when I grew older, bolder, and lil colder
I thought instead of molding soldiers
I would use my spirit to move boulders
Mind wide awake like I had Folgers
Mixed with Cocaine and Coca Cola
Enemy of the State, satellites are vultures
But my rhymes and lines are more refined
Told my moms at nine that I was divine
I guess that why my life of crime fell short
Did stupid things but never got caught
Had an infatuation with the thoughts I fought
Every night that I sleep, they creep and haunt me
So instead of fighting back I went into the light
The only thing that I was left with was the right
To see beyond the hype and Black Man's plight

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Now playing: Jay Electronica - Abaracadabra

Motivation in the Music

Blu

it’s the return of the black moors with no fears
it’s eerie like that documentary on Lisa Lopez
pentagrams pyramids conspiraspicies with goat heads
knock down the levees
knock down the projects
start another project
build another object
a drive thru touchscreen doctrine for me to digest
there's horses with our blinders on
drivin’ by the obvious
ridin’ by the obvious
glidin’ by the ovbious
regardless who you vote for
if the mind dont grow
and the poverty line don’t go
but the dope keep coming
and the tv keep flashing images of a sports car
then you bound for a coke war
the meek get clowned by the coke law
the sheep get drowned in the folklore
then lulled to sleep by Tom Brokaw
what a pitty
the hope on a politicians tongue
never ever trickles down the city
so if a nigga put a presidents mask on
and run up in the bank with a mac saying gimme gimme
i aint glad at him
but i aint mad at him...

Can't Stop the Reign

Joe Budden

Sometime you have moments that bring out the best in you. Embrace your failures and add to your successes.

"My grandma taught me courage. She told me never let the grizzly bears eat your porridge. Or you'll be just a carcass dying slowly in the forest."

- Jay Electronica "Annakin's Prayer"

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The Wicked

Joshua Holland

This was a very eventful weekend to say the least. I was privileged to see the lies that are around me. The Most High showed me that there are thieves in the temple and I have to exit before I am one of the victims. It wasn't just one thing, it was the entire situation that needed to changed. Here is a question I posed to myself "when is a person no longer your friend?" The answer to the question is "at the point they stop being honest." So if they were never honest, then they were never your friend. This hurts since I thought a true friend will tell you the truth even if it hurts. They will give even when they don't have, and will put forth when all else has dissolved. It is at the point I thought of the question that I realized the answer is I don't have true "friends." At least not here! I have F.E.A.R. (False evidence appearing real) of being lonely when I have been alone the whole time. I thank everyone for who they are, because they will make me better by being themselves. I wrote a lovely poem about them.

You try to take my soul with your false realities.
In hopes to make me another one of your causalities.
Lost to the fact that with you I loosing my fabrics of self
Your words do it all, you don't need a belt to leave whelps
And when I ask for help, my cries were denied and defied
It's fun how time flies when everyone is living a lie!

When humans strip you of every worldly possession and your "friends" turn their backs on you. You will be alone with the lord, and free enough to follow the path that has been set for you.

The righteous shall prosper, and the wicked shall be exposed! Inshallah