The on-going joke these last couple of years has been to wonder which would happen first, a new D’Angelo record or Jay Electronica’s debut LP.
Well, now that we closed out 2014 with the answer to that riddle, could 2015 actually be the year that “newcomer” Jay Electronica finally releases the album that’s been in the making since 2010. I actually met Jay in 2008 and we exchanged numbers. I’ve never called but came close many times to drunk texting to ask when the damn record is coming out!?
Yes indeed, “Act II (The Turn): Patents of Nobility” is rumored to be coming out this year, and if Jay Elec’s slamming “Road to Perdition” is any indication, it will be phenomenal!
Verse 1
“I got that black on black skin tone, actual-fact syndrome/That’s why I dropped the jewel on every verse you heard me shit on/OK, it’s a Slumdog opera/The tale of a king whose name wasn’t on the roster/My road to glory was Road to Perdition and Act II: The Turn is just the memoirs with no omissions/We came a mighty long way from standing near the stove/In the cold, the greatest story ever told/The realest niggas see the pain in my story boards/The true believers say, ‘Wallahi, I support the boy’/My life feel like a highlight reel/This is lightning striking, feel how the Zeitgeist feel/Get a slight chill”
Verse 2
“My swag is on 1.21 gigawatts, 10 trillion kilowatts/Hardcore Thriller pop, Michael Jackson, nigga rock/Google me, baby, understand where I’m coming from/My destiny’s to hit a grand slam when my number come/All hail the lyrical, Grand Wizard Imperial/Nigga signed the dotted line with Hov, that’s a miracle/And I ain’t leave the thugs alone/The humble and meek will surely inherit the mud we on and shoot up every club we clone/The flow is too atomic/The poetry’s too Quran-ic, the young prophet Muhammad/And I could drop a verse to change the whole vibration/The whole Roc Nation, the whole Live Nation/So pour libation/Beware, but prepare for the polarization, it’s the globalization/Warn all the clergymen and notify Satan/I been waiting, this the notarization, I been patient”
Verse 3
“A thousand kisses to the haters cause they made me greater/A thousand wishes from a million slaves could raise a savoir/A thousand disses to these dickheads at these major labels/From Big Daddy Kane to Big Daddy Kane and Abel/You pay a cost to be a boss, nigga, I paid the wager/Mastered both sides of the force and plus I made my saber/Yes sir, I’m a soldier of love drowning all my sorrows and woes in the club/My white boys say, ‘That shit you spit last year, bro was like a real fine Merlot and a cashmere throw’/Some black chicks say he ugly, white women they love me/My Asians and my mamis don’t put nothing above me/I call it as it happens, the art of quality rapping/One autobiographical chapter could start up the rapture/And even though I walk in the narrow valley of death/All I see is green pastures, bitches screaming from the rafters”
No Comment