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Exhibit C Lyrics

Exhibit "C"
By: Jay Electronica

"It's Comin'
Ladies & Gentlemen, This Time Around The Revolution Will Not Be Televised.
As We Proceed, To Give You What You Need,
09' m****f****, Get Live m****f****.
Ladies & Gentlemen Of The Court. In The Hearing Against The State Of Hip-Hop Vs. Down South.
I Present Exhibit C".

When I Was Sleeping On The Train
Sleeping 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 n***** Was Calling Southern Rappers Lame
But Then Jackin' Our Slang
I Used To Get Dizzy Spells, Hear A Little Ring
The Voice Of A Angel Telling Me My Name
Telling Me That One Day I'mma Be A Great Man
Transforming With The Megatron Don Spittin' Out Flames
Eating Whack Rappers Alive s***tin' Out Chains
I Ain't Believe It Then, n****, I Was Homeless
Fightin', Shootin' Dice, Smoking Weed On The Corners
Tryin' To Find The Meaning Of Life In A Corona
Till The 5%Ers Rolled Up On A n**** And Informed Him
"You Either Build Or Destroy, Where You Come From?"
"The Magnolia Projects In The 3rd Ward Slum"
"Hmm, It's Quite Amazing That You Rhyme How You Do
And That You Shine Like You Grew Up In A Shrine In Peru."

Question 14, Muslim Lesson 2: 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 In Cecil B, Broad St, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker
6 Mile, 7 Mile, Hartwell, Gratiot
Where n***** Really Would Pack A U-Haul Truck Up
Put The High Beams On
Drive Up On The Curb At A BBQ And Hop Up Out The Back Like "What's Up"
"Kill A n****,, Rob A n****, Take A n****, Buss Up"
That's Why When You Talk That Tough Talk I Never Feel Ya
You Sound Real Good And You Play The Part Well
But The Energy You Giving Off Is So Unfamiliar
I Don't Feel Ya. "We Need Somethin' Realer"
Nas Hit Me Up On The Phone Said, "What You Waitin' On?"
Tip Hit Me Up Wit A Twit Said, "What You Waitin' On?"
Diddy Send A Text Every Hour On The Dot Sayin',
"When You Gon' Drop That Verse? n**** You Takin' Long."
So Now I'm Back Spittin' That He Could Pass A Polygraph
That Reverend Run Rockin' Addidas Out On Hollis Ave
That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Nikki Tesla
I Shock You Like A Eel, And Let You Feel Jay Electra.
They Call Me Jay Electronica
f*** That, Call Me Jay ElectHannukah
Jay ElectYarmulke
Jay ElectRamadaan
Muhammad Asalaamica Rasoul Allah Supana Watahallah Through Your Monitor
My Uzi Still Weigh A Ton, Check The Barometer
I'm Hotter Than The m****f***in' Sun, Check The Thermometer
I'm Bringin' Ancient Mathematics Back To Modern Man
My Momma Told Me "Never Throw A 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 Their Seats Hot,
And Deploy All They Henchmen To Come At Me From The Treetops,
I'm Chillin' Out At Tweet Stock,
Building By The Millions,
My Light Is Brilliant.

"I Rest My Case".
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