Jedi Code (feat. Phonte, Jay Electronica)

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Yeah, I was just chilling man
 I was just chilling, just doing my R&B shit
 And niggas wanna come and play this shit, man
 Make me wanna get ignorant and shit
 Fuck all my crew's paper up, fuck all my Jazzfest paper up
 But fuck it, new Tigallo, new Tigallo, new Tigallo
 Two tears in a bucket, I wish niggas a-pail
 A celebration bitches, I wish nigga Chappelle
 They never caught wind, still thought that they could sail
 Against my Sea World flow, I wish you niggas well
 Wish you niggas pale a little bit less
 In comparison to me, cause y'all make me sound so nice
 I try to tell em, rap shit is like ball
 You either built for the game, or you not, you can't coach height
 Ain't my fault you niggas ain't sold records yet
 Before you get reckless with Phontigga
 And start slanging epithets
 You better off walking through the crowd holding hands with two white bitches at Essence Fest
 First in flight nigga, I'll never be second best
 Here's the theme, I done been supreme
 I can get it mapped out, make you niggas tap out
 Like Ben Vereen on Cyclobenzaprine
 F.E. is the team, bone thugging in harmony
 We're the army of two-faces and Jimmy Darmodys
 First class flight, black bag with the toiletries
 Run up in the spot like, yeah give me all of these
 Go and tell your boy to bring some hoes
 And if they ain't bout it I ain't hanging around, nigga that's loitering
 He rhymed like he not sane
 But I got Rap and she got game, ya heard
 There is no emotion, there is peace
 Jedi, til the day I die
 I spit that wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate
 Shine like a mill worth of gold in my prominence
 Had to break promises, today where the karmas is
 Took a breath for every life left, that's that honor shit
 All my new garnishes peal like the pharmacists
 Had no need for no Hermes, I value cognizance
 That's that kind of sense I'm trying to exchange aimlessly
 Early morning talks with my boss deep at Cambridge week
 Bane off the plane shit, rollin' in the same whip
 Kill Bambi, almost messed me up he got his frame split
 Blend like the camo in the circle with the same clique
 Bunch of like-minds like mine universal fit
 Threat like killa, put your skills up Rambo
 Mine reaches all in the soil down at Amco
 Ma'am so you mean to tell me this ain't real life shit
 There is no real life, baby only lightness
 Watch somebody bite this tonight
 Just to let you know the come up ain't without a price
 Shouts to Kenneth 101, snake eyes on the dice
 Life a gamble, hope you niggas all is rolling right, shit
 I spit that wonderama shit, won't remain anonymous
 Beast of the Southern wild, New Orleans and Raleigh shit
 Hush puppies staring down, beasting on the bridge
 The strength of a Jedi's in the code that we live, nigga
 It's the most poetical, Nat King unforgettable
 Clarence 13X Allah's rhapsody from Bellevue
 It's a Roc Nation, Jay Electronic-extravaganza
 The fans need a oxygen mask for every stanza
 Cause it don't matter if you Black or Anglo Saxon
 You see a holy El gliding across the stage with icy gloves and socks on
 You'll be crying baby Jesus tears in your popcorn
 Call the Ghostbusters up, tell em we got one, the keymaster returneth
 Escape from the fiery furnace, niggas don't concern us
 Uh-uh, what's your name, what's your sign
 Soon as you try and shine, hater creep up from behind
 The Vatican preaches Jesus then they creep up with the swine
 And enslave the people of God and have them sweep up at the shrine
 Up up and away, fetch a hater a therapist
 Garnish the colosseum with rose petals and chariots
 Candy man, candy man, spit another parable
 Your show's uncomparable, the flow's unbearable
 Up, up and away, fetch a hater a therapist
 Garnish the colosseum with rose petals and chariots
 Candy man, candy man, spit another parable
 Your show's uncomparable, the flow's unbearable
 

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Duration
04:40
Key
7
Tempo
86 BPM

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