Exhibit C

It's coming
 Ladies and gentlemen, this time around the revolution will not be televised
 AS WE PROCEED, TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED
 '09 MOTHER-, GET LIVE MOTHER-
 LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE COURT
 IN THE HEARING AGAINST THE STATE OF HIP-HOP VS JAY ELECTRONICA
 I PRESENT, EXHIBIT C
 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 was 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 I'ma be a great mane
 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
 'Til the five percenters rolled up on a nigga and informed him
 You either build or destroy, where you come from?
 The Magnolia projects in the third ward slum
 Hm, it's quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
 And that you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru
 Question fourteen, Muslim Lesson two, 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
 Shout 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, Six Mile, Seven Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot
 Where niggas really would pack a U-haul 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
 WE NEED SOMETHING REALER
 Nas hit me up on the phone, said, "What you waitin' on?"
 Tip hit me up with a tweet, said, "What you waitin' on?"
 Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin'
 "When you gon drop that verse nigga you taking long"
 So now I'm back spittin' that he could pass a polygraph
 That Reverend Run rockin' Adidas out on Hollis Ave
 That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Niki Tesla
 I shock you like an eel, electric feel, Jay Electra
 OH MY GOD
 KEEP GOING
 They call me Jay Electronica, fuck that
 Call me Jay ElecHanukkah, Jay ElecYarmulke
 Jay ElectRamadaan, Muhammad A'salaamaleikum
 RasoulAllah Subhanahu wa ta'ala through your monitor
 My Uzi still weighs a ton, check the barometer
 I'm hotter than the motherfuckin' sun, check the thermometer
 I'm bringing ancient mathematics back to modern man
 My momma told me, "Never throw the stone and hide your hand"
 I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans
 That's why the people got my back like the Verizon man
 I play the back and fade to black and then devise a plan
 Out in London, smoking, vibin' while I ride the tram
 Givin' out that raw food to lions disguised as lambs
 And, by the time they get they seats hot
 And deploy all they henchmen to come at me from the treetops
 I'm chillin' out at Tweetstock, building by the millions
 My light is brilliant
 I REST MY CASE
 '09, ACT THREE
 FIRST CHAPTER OF THE END
 THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE NEW BEGINNING
 If it's so
 The things we do without even trying
 Be better than a lot of y'all records, don't get mad
 Morning after, world premiere
 Me!
 For real, though?
 I ain't even gon' say nothing
 Matter fact; I ain't saying -
 I don't even know why I'm sayin' this
 Jay, you should get Puff to do this over
 We moving out, onto the next record
 And uh, I'ma let this just ride
 (Ride, ride, ride)
 (Hahaha)
 
 It's coming
 Ladies and gentlemen, this time around the revolution will not be televised
 AS WE PROCEED, TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED
 '09 MOTHER-, GET LIVE MOTHER-
 LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OF THE COURT
 IN THE HEARING AGAINST THE STATE OF HIP-HOP VS JAY ELECTRONICA
 I PRESENT, EXHIBIT C
 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 was 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 I'ma be a great mane
 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
 'Til the five percenters rolled up on a nigga and informed him
 You either build or destroy, where you come from?
 The Magnolia projects in the third ward slum
 Hm, it's quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
 And that you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru
 Question fourteen, Muslim Lesson two, 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
 Shout 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, Six Mile, Seven Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot
 Where niggas really would pack a U-haul 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
 WE NEED SOMETHING REALER
 Nas hit me up on the phone, said, "What you waitin' on?"
 Tip hit me up with a tweet, said, "What you waitin' on?"
 Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin'
 "When you gon drop that verse nigga you taking long"
 So now I'm back spittin' that he could pass a polygraph
 That Reverend Run rockin' Adidas out on Hollis Ave
 That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Niki Tesla
 I shock you like an eel, electric feel, Jay Electra
 OH MY GOD
 KEEP GOING
 They call me Jay Electronica, fuck that
 Call me Jay ElecHanukkah, Jay ElecYarmulke
 Jay ElectRamadaan, Muhammad A'salaamaleikum
 RasoulAllah Subhanahu wa ta'ala through your monitor
 My Uzi still weighs a ton, check the barometer
 I'm hotter than the motherfuckin' sun, check the thermometer
 I'm bringing ancient mathematics back to modern man
 My momma told me, "Never throw the stone and hide your hand"
 I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans
 That's why the people got my back like the Verizon man
 I play the back and fade to black and then devise a plan
 Out in London, smoking, vibin' while I ride the tram
 Givin' out that raw food to lions disguised as lambs
 And, by the time they get they seats hot
 And deploy all they henchmen to come at me from the treetops
 I'm chillin' out at Tweetstock, building by the millions
 My light is brilliant
 I REST MY CASE
 '09, ACT THREE
 FIRST CHAPTER OF THE END
 THE LAST CHAPTER OF THE NEW BEGINNING
 If it's so
 The things we do without even trying
 Be better than a lot of y'all records, don't get mad
 Morning after, world premiere
 Me!
 For real, though?
 I ain't even gon' say nothing
 Matter fact; I ain't saying -
 I don't even know why I'm sayin' this
 Jay, you should get Puff to do this over
 We moving out, onto the next record
 And uh, I'ma let this just ride
 (Ride, ride, ride)
 (Hahaha)