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Jay Electronica

Googly Eyes

 

Googly Eyes


She said "Jay I'm yours,
I've been screamin for the past 3 days, I'm hoarse! "
She was spinnin like she ain't never seen waves before,
So I gave her a boat, and an oar, and a star to ride,
Safely to the shore.
She said she never believed in Moses and Lore,
Unless I showed her. So I showed her,
Gave it right to her like I owed her,
That's when I changed from Shrek the Ogre into Master Yoda,
She said "Oh I, can't believe it, it's a miracle! "
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a spherical object,
Hovering hi-tech right out the projects,
He can move mountains without flexin his bi-cepts.
He speak a strange dialect,
I start droppin jewelry,
Her eyes went googly, she went home and Google'd me.
MySpace, Friend Requested and YouTubed me.
A hundred thousand views of me,
Buildin me a castle on the backs of wack rappers out here, spittin that foolery.
She logged onto G-Mail, clicked Compose and said,
"I don't do this usually,
Nas said Hip-Hop is dead and what these other niggas spittin is just Eulogy.
You represent the truth in me, true,
Cats is nice but I ain't seen the god since Hova spit that baby blue to me.
Truely yours, don't let me down like Lennon,
The greatest paid they sacrifices in they early beginnins.
P.S. LL Rocked the Bell, now it's yo time,
Your train's runnin off schedule, LOL Showtime.
I hear your name ringin, I feel the game changin,
Niggas know, every rhyme you spit,
Is like Rakim in his flags,
Spittin flames with his chain danglin.
Barack Obama with his dame way out in Maine wranglin.
The game'll swallow you if you ain't strong enough to make it follow you.
I'd pack my bags and head home if I was you."
So salute to the most honorable,
MC, Abombinable,
Jay Electronica.

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