I got to talk with Jay after the show…he was just chillin in the middle of the crowd singing autographs and takin pics with ppl…But I got to talk with him and asked him when the hell he’s droppin Act II…and he said he was really trying to get it out on his B-Day but again something came up, but he said it’s real close…coming soon..so whatever that means, but i told him he’s gotta get that shit out ppl are hungry for it..lol…he’s a cool dude tho put on a great show..The manifesto crew kinda fucked up tho, he only did a like a 20min set then they cut him off, he was gonna do Ghost of Christopher Wallace then they shut off his mic and out came Black Thought with hardly no intro lol…but just before that Rich Kidd and Saukrates did about an hour an 30 min set…Although it was really good, (I have some footage of Sauks performing some of his classic joints that I’m gonna send to 2dopeboyz later tonight) It would’ve been nice to see more of Jay Elec tho his energy was crazy…
Quality over Quantity. I know the world is hungry for a release but thats partially due to how we are accustomed to music being released. Hes only put out like two singles but released a shit load of CLASSIC joints for FREE.
The fact that hes bringing something of substance to the table creates this NEED people have for NEW music from him. If you YOUTUBE his name and see some of the recent performances you can hear a few of the songs that will be on his ACT 2.
His music can be summed up by listening to the vocal clips @ the beginning and end of Exhibit A. If you can clearly understand that you will see what hes doing is bigger than Hip Hop. Hes not going to let you down and you can KNOW hes going to deliver something worthwhile..not another disposable art.
I think instead of complaining many of the peops online should look up his lyrics and gain fuller understanding of what he is saying in order to gain better appreciation.
but it does get a bit annoying tho….he’ll stop every single song to go acapella..as a person whos seen him live twice now, It does get a bit much, but I understand why he does it.
this cat is so overrated i cannot even begin to put it in words.
exhibit c is a very good song. other than that he is average at best. maybe if ppl listened to more than the rappers mtv shoves down ur throat u would see that. its like ppl hear him, and he is much better than what theyre used to, so instantly he is a god, maybe ppl need to get used to a higher standard of lyricism.
to say he is more potent than the average rapper is bullshit. if when u say average u mean mainstream then thats true but he is not some kind of lyrical genius, and there are dozens of mcs who are better in all sorts of ways.
well ok in the true school there are mad dope mcs this is true. I was saying hes better than dudes like…over rated guys like wiz kalihfa , currensy , mac miller etc…. but what he says gos over so many peoples heads..
Jay electrolysis probin the globe like a geologist
Puttin all of you pussies on display like gynocologists
Listen, I’m on a mission
Most of you niggas just spittin
The wise comprehend-iction hypnotize with the rhythm
Lyrical circumsicion toss the shmuck in the fire
Yea your mans and them is nice but they ain’t fuckin with sire
I’m a higher power devour all you idolaters
You satan worshipers nation perverters thirstin for dollars
Jay coldplay putting the clock on your chess game
I’m a varsity letterman you a fresh-mayne
Every line of every verse of every song is a quotable
Catch me in mexico meditating with quetzalcotl fuckers
I’m rainin fire on you lame suckers
My tongue is the burner the barrel the biscuit don’t make me buck it spratt
I’m outta that mac I came into rap carrying the south on my back
And I’m ready to scriddap
I ain’t where you from son it’s where you live at
I never kiss another niggas bum to get me did-dap
I used to sip the coke and rum blowin dime sid-dacks
But now I’m wagin war with wicked men in high places
So what you sayin
Every page of my poetrys like a rhyme from the clip
The mic is always in my holster right on top of my hip
Niggas get flipped
When the hollowtip spit at they melons
You niggas is missy misdemenor my niggas is felons holla
My and big dame lord of the rings the twins towers
Knockin other motherfuckers out the ring like apollo creed
You wanna get bleed the blood run up
And get done up until sunup
Down south they call me white man cause I hang mcs
Get em open with ease
Then pick em off like fleas nigga please
You ain’t go no ends in my casa
Que pasa
My flowll fuckin swole ya bumba rasta
Loch ness monster
It’s like RAAAAAA when I strike ya
Suplexin niggas like rowdy rod piper
John allen muhammad snipe ya
It’s a cost to be the boss and I paid the price-ah
Nobodies nicer
I’m cold as the north pole nobodies icer
Shout outs to mr porter, d-twizzy, and obie tricer
Shady, you can catch me in the D now baby it’s all gravy
Still reppin UPT what is you sayin
I’m trapped in the game like pacmayne chasin the ghost
Drownin with water in my throat got leaks in the boat
Squeezin the toast
It’s not a op-tion I got pac on
Makaveli the don bumpin at me
And my glocks on, zone in
Like robert dinero I’m ronin
Struck em up with the omen
From adolescence to grown men
Walk a mile in my shoes it proves you a soldier
I paid a lot of dues to prove to jehovah
That I can carry the cross the castle the crown
Everywhere I roam is my home lifes my battleground
Sallhuddin abdul farrad muhammad
To come up at by night ridin elijah the comet (uh)
I caved chest in the brave chessman
Masterin one twenty lessons is my profession
So get to steppin
Or catch led like zepplin
These rap cats look real but they really not like wrestlin
Check the solar commander
I’m light years off of the scanner
Satillite dishes and cameras a bad mama jama
The most thorough examiner
My microphone is seven thousand ninehundred and twenty six miles in diameter
The son of man
Son of t man from out puran
Master the air in the land from here to iran
Jay electronica revolve the world
Them philly cats say I like that boy he raw but he thorough
What you sayin
Yea if u think he average than he’s goin over your head
Deep in the jungle bustin’
Nickle sacks of cracks from g-packs for stacks niggas on the humble hustlin’
See that game
That’s the one they call survival man they poppin’ at five-oh
They lowlife pigs who get it how they live
They daddies in them court houses givin’ out bids
Choppin’ niggas on blocks and leavin’ wickedness,
Man they broidered the land then they smallpoxed the witnesses
Rapin’ babies using ladies as they mistresses (whoooo)
Causing chaos and disorder
That’s why the glock on hold
The block on swolle
I built this city on rock and roll
Now I’m banging on Rumsfeld and bells ringing
Him and Dick’ll be in hell singing
Woe to the hypocrites and infidels screamin’ niggas can’t handle
The wrath of the son of man black *Pan Immanuel*
Yeah the flow’s that scandal..ous I crush any emcee who feel the must
Try me, the smallest flea on the dog won’t get by me, if I was you I’d be
Scared to death, hit a nigga up, leave him right there in his mess
This penicillin I’m spillin’ leave hair on your chest you feel me
You can’t beat me kill me
I’ll be back in three days the sky as my garden with my kicks filthy
Told you I was nice like Christ the rap angels throw down ice
I shine like jewelry in light (bling)
I can make a true believer out of curious dyke
She’ll be wearin’ hijabs singing *”Hum Through de Lair”*
I’ll be slinging dice hummin’ songs on the ave’
They’ll be sayin’ “Man
He goin’ off the path”, (uh)
But that’s on the low though
Beatin’ cats with no glow
Tryin’ to play me like a hoe
But this ain’t books and poems or Tic-tac-toe
This planets, moons, quasars and high tech radars
You niggas on the grid while jay man stay gone off the radar…AWOL
Dimethyltriptamine is one of the most lyrical songs:
pigs with the heads of men, spat acid(Bush and Cheney lying about WMD’s in Iraq)
that lasered my third eye closed, like lasik (blinded everyone’s perception of the war hence the third eye)
a midget in a casket like a baby in a bonnet with a bottle and a basset
horn playin the theme song from children of the corn
oh i must be dreamin
a lady in a night gown puffing kush screamin
signaled me over psst you with the waves
i seen you from the catholic church steeple diggin graves,
i got your number sonny,
so aint no use in fightin yellin or running from me (trying to evade a draft, not joining the military)
i never ran maam
well then you aint a clever man sam (uncle sam)
listen, the two faced king from britain and rome(Pope and British leader)
had a baby in the bush on the grassy knoll(Conspired to kill Kennedy)
where the peeled back the orange head peel of a gnome(Blasted his top off,or peeling.)
he said he emcee, i know you like killin them
you terrorize the skies for twenty-five milleniums
now you settin fire to land
you the lion you the savior the messiah the lamb
you need backup he movin on the youth at dawn
call badu and get tyrone on the megaphone
tell em i sent you and your codename is megatron
if trouble come use your brain like a telephone
he’ll take you to the chocolate city(Washington D.C.)
where two face and the prince of darkness have they committee of snakes(Bush,Cheney,and his cabinet)
drill em, let the skin peel off the reveal em(torture)
then spray em with them rhymes you like spillin(torture)
hit em up real real good but dont kill em(torture)
we only wanna burn em to the point that they willin(torture)
to give the location of the blank faced villain(come right back to the conspiracy leader)
who split atoms and give mushrooms to civilians(ordered the dropping of atom bombs in Japan)
hiroshima never recovered
and all the evidence was smothered
under a thick cloud of rubble
the pope is his brother
the hillsides is his mother
the statue with the torch and steel eyes is his lover (stature of liberty)
shes a harlot who stood still like time while new york turned scarlet (9/11)
and the levee monster sucked up new orleans (katrina)
while they was playin man vs man in afganhistan
with they mind of iran, iraq and sudan
let em recruit you
he will try to use his powers to seduce you
just let him think that the feelin is mutual
cuz if he found out that you already knew
the atom had a positive a negative and a neutral
hell probably salute you
then wait til you turn your back like a coward and shoot you
man this **** is crucial
Nice to see Jay is still performing the same shit he always does. Jay E has more live videos and interviews than he does verses.
Where’s Act II?
show was illest
its true his song:interview ratio is almost unprecedented.
He’s taking a real modern twist on papoose style of going like 12 years waiting for a debut album
damnn….. Jay need a new set… I know his set start to finish and i never even seen him perform in real life.
ima fan of Jay Elect and all but its neva good when u got wayy more video files than mp3 files for d/l…. #weneedleaks
I got to talk with Jay after the show…he was just chillin in the middle of the crowd singing autographs and takin pics with ppl…But I got to talk with him and asked him when the hell he’s droppin Act II…and he said he was really trying to get it out on his B-Day but again something came up, but he said it’s real close…coming soon..so whatever that means, but i told him he’s gotta get that shit out ppl are hungry for it..lol…he’s a cool dude tho put on a great show..The manifesto crew kinda fucked up tho, he only did a like a 20min set then they cut him off, he was gonna do Ghost of Christopher Wallace then they shut off his mic and out came Black Thought with hardly no intro lol…but just before that Rich Kidd and Saukrates did about an hour an 30 min set…Although it was really good, (I have some footage of Sauks performing some of his classic joints that I’m gonna send to 2dopeboyz later tonight) It would’ve been nice to see more of Jay Elec tho his energy was crazy…
Is there a place that we can find out all of Jay’s tour dates ahead of time? Does anyone know where I can find his tour dates?
Quality over Quantity. I know the world is hungry for a release but thats partially due to how we are accustomed to music being released. Hes only put out like two singles but released a shit load of CLASSIC joints for FREE.
The fact that hes bringing something of substance to the table creates this NEED people have for NEW music from him. If you YOUTUBE his name and see some of the recent performances you can hear a few of the songs that will be on his ACT 2.
His music can be summed up by listening to the vocal clips @ the beginning and end of Exhibit A. If you can clearly understand that you will see what hes doing is bigger than Hip Hop. Hes not going to let you down and you can KNOW hes going to deliver something worthwhile..not another disposable art.
I think instead of complaining many of the peops online should look up his lyrics and gain fuller understanding of what he is saying in order to gain better appreciation.
After all, time is merely an illusion .
Is the reason he only goes acapella that he can’t stay on beat? That would piss me off if I ever saw him live.
nah he does that so you can focus on his words. hes more potent than your average rapper.
but it does get a bit annoying tho….he’ll stop every single song to go acapella..as a person whos seen him live twice now, It does get a bit much, but I understand why he does it.
this cat is so overrated i cannot even begin to put it in words.
exhibit c is a very good song. other than that he is average at best. maybe if ppl listened to more than the rappers mtv shoves down ur throat u would see that. its like ppl hear him, and he is much better than what theyre used to, so instantly he is a god, maybe ppl need to get used to a higher standard of lyricism.
to say he is more potent than the average rapper is bullshit. if when u say average u mean mainstream then thats true but he is not some kind of lyrical genius, and there are dozens of mcs who are better in all sorts of ways.
well ok in the true school there are mad dope mcs this is true. I was saying hes better than dudes like…over rated guys like wiz kalihfa , currensy , mac miller etc…. but what he says gos over so many peoples heads..
Jay electrolysis probin the globe like a geologist
Puttin all of you pussies on display like gynocologists
Listen, I’m on a mission
Most of you niggas just spittin
The wise comprehend-iction hypnotize with the rhythm
Lyrical circumsicion toss the shmuck in the fire
Yea your mans and them is nice but they ain’t fuckin with sire
I’m a higher power devour all you idolaters
You satan worshipers nation perverters thirstin for dollars
Jay coldplay putting the clock on your chess game
I’m a varsity letterman you a fresh-mayne
Every line of every verse of every song is a quotable
Catch me in mexico meditating with quetzalcotl fuckers
I’m rainin fire on you lame suckers
My tongue is the burner the barrel the biscuit don’t make me buck it spratt
I’m outta that mac I came into rap carrying the south on my back
And I’m ready to scriddap
I ain’t where you from son it’s where you live at
I never kiss another niggas bum to get me did-dap
I used to sip the coke and rum blowin dime sid-dacks
But now I’m wagin war with wicked men in high places
So what you sayin
Every page of my poetrys like a rhyme from the clip
The mic is always in my holster right on top of my hip
Niggas get flipped
When the hollowtip spit at they melons
You niggas is missy misdemenor my niggas is felons holla
My and big dame lord of the rings the twins towers
Knockin other motherfuckers out the ring like apollo creed
You wanna get bleed the blood run up
And get done up until sunup
Down south they call me white man cause I hang mcs
Get em open with ease
Then pick em off like fleas nigga please
You ain’t go no ends in my casa
Que pasa
My flowll fuckin swole ya bumba rasta
Loch ness monster
It’s like RAAAAAA when I strike ya
Suplexin niggas like rowdy rod piper
John allen muhammad snipe ya
It’s a cost to be the boss and I paid the price-ah
Nobodies nicer
I’m cold as the north pole nobodies icer
Shout outs to mr porter, d-twizzy, and obie tricer
Shady, you can catch me in the D now baby it’s all gravy
Still reppin UPT what is you sayin
I’m trapped in the game like pacmayne chasin the ghost
Drownin with water in my throat got leaks in the boat
Squeezin the toast
It’s not a op-tion I got pac on
Makaveli the don bumpin at me
And my glocks on, zone in
Like robert dinero I’m ronin
Struck em up with the omen
From adolescence to grown men
Walk a mile in my shoes it proves you a soldier
I paid a lot of dues to prove to jehovah
That I can carry the cross the castle the crown
Everywhere I roam is my home lifes my battleground
Sallhuddin abdul farrad muhammad
To come up at by night ridin elijah the comet (uh)
I caved chest in the brave chessman
Masterin one twenty lessons is my profession
So get to steppin
Or catch led like zepplin
These rap cats look real but they really not like wrestlin
Check the solar commander
I’m light years off of the scanner
Satillite dishes and cameras a bad mama jama
The most thorough examiner
My microphone is seven thousand ninehundred and twenty six miles in diameter
The son of man
Son of t man from out puran
Master the air in the land from here to iran
Jay electronica revolve the world
Them philly cats say I like that boy he raw but he thorough
What you sayin
Yea if u think he average than he’s goin over your head
Deep in the jungle bustin’
Nickle sacks of cracks from g-packs for stacks niggas on the humble hustlin’
See that game
That’s the one they call survival man they poppin’ at five-oh
They lowlife pigs who get it how they live
They daddies in them court houses givin’ out bids
Choppin’ niggas on blocks and leavin’ wickedness,
Man they broidered the land then they smallpoxed the witnesses
Rapin’ babies using ladies as they mistresses (whoooo)
Causing chaos and disorder
That’s why the glock on hold
The block on swolle
I built this city on rock and roll
Now I’m banging on Rumsfeld and bells ringing
Him and Dick’ll be in hell singing
Woe to the hypocrites and infidels screamin’ niggas can’t handle
The wrath of the son of man black *Pan Immanuel*
Yeah the flow’s that scandal..ous I crush any emcee who feel the must
Try me, the smallest flea on the dog won’t get by me, if I was you I’d be
Scared to death, hit a nigga up, leave him right there in his mess
This penicillin I’m spillin’ leave hair on your chest you feel me
You can’t beat me kill me
I’ll be back in three days the sky as my garden with my kicks filthy
Told you I was nice like Christ the rap angels throw down ice
I shine like jewelry in light (bling)
I can make a true believer out of curious dyke
She’ll be wearin’ hijabs singing *”Hum Through de Lair”*
I’ll be slinging dice hummin’ songs on the ave’
They’ll be sayin’ “Man
He goin’ off the path”, (uh)
But that’s on the low though
Beatin’ cats with no glow
Tryin’ to play me like a hoe
But this ain’t books and poems or Tic-tac-toe
This planets, moons, quasars and high tech radars
You niggas on the grid while jay man stay gone off the radar…AWOL
yeaaaahhhhh….so just study ya lessons…lol. then ask for act II…lol. But seriously for those who know and understand we need that shiiiieeeet!
Dimethyltriptamine is one of the most lyrical songs:
pigs with the heads of men, spat acid(Bush and Cheney lying about WMD’s in Iraq)
that lasered my third eye closed, like lasik (blinded everyone’s perception of the war hence the third eye)
a midget in a casket like a baby in a bonnet with a bottle and a basset
horn playin the theme song from children of the corn
oh i must be dreamin
a lady in a night gown puffing kush screamin
signaled me over psst you with the waves
i seen you from the catholic church steeple diggin graves,
i got your number sonny,
so aint no use in fightin yellin or running from me (trying to evade a draft, not joining the military)
i never ran maam
well then you aint a clever man sam (uncle sam)
listen, the two faced king from britain and rome(Pope and British leader)
had a baby in the bush on the grassy knoll(Conspired to kill Kennedy)
where the peeled back the orange head peel of a gnome(Blasted his top off,or peeling.)
he said he emcee, i know you like killin them
you terrorize the skies for twenty-five milleniums
now you settin fire to land
you the lion you the savior the messiah the lamb
you need backup he movin on the youth at dawn
call badu and get tyrone on the megaphone
tell em i sent you and your codename is megatron
if trouble come use your brain like a telephone
he’ll take you to the chocolate city(Washington D.C.)
where two face and the prince of darkness have they committee of snakes(Bush,Cheney,and his cabinet)
drill em, let the skin peel off the reveal em(torture)
then spray em with them rhymes you like spillin(torture)
hit em up real real good but dont kill em(torture)
we only wanna burn em to the point that they willin(torture)
to give the location of the blank faced villain(come right back to the conspiracy leader)
who split atoms and give mushrooms to civilians(ordered the dropping of atom bombs in Japan)
hiroshima never recovered
and all the evidence was smothered
under a thick cloud of rubble
the pope is his brother
the hillsides is his mother
the statue with the torch and steel eyes is his lover (stature of liberty)
shes a harlot who stood still like time while new york turned scarlet (9/11)
and the levee monster sucked up new orleans (katrina)
while they was playin man vs man in afganhistan
with they mind of iran, iraq and sudan
let em recruit you
he will try to use his powers to seduce you
just let him think that the feelin is mutual
cuz if he found out that you already knew
the atom had a positive a negative and a neutral
hell probably salute you
then wait til you turn your back like a coward and shoot you
man this **** is crucial
Dope I was at this show!!
Yo …. P@W!