[Verse 1: D Prosper] Jedi Knight sh** right here D Prosper and Jay Elect All Hail the Rap Gods Better show respect We on deck Do the damn thing Shining like the gold pendants Descendants of Black Kings You know the flow Is cold as ice So I beat ‘em in the head with that "Tumbling Dice" The Gods back Matter fact I'm the Oracle Big Up Just Blaze Mike Chav, Johnny Audible TJ on the wheels Sadiq on the camera “Too Legit To Quit” Unh! Hit them with the Hammer!! Internet thug Put a block on you spammers Really no question You know who the man is Son on that Sun Ra Sun Tzu Burn like the sun do Mic check One two Respect when I come thru Move like royalty Sela**ie I the majesty Brightest of the hundred billion Stars in the galaxy I spit venom Haters sour like Lemons Entering the new dimension Through the wormhole in Yemen Blow the spot Like the emba**y bombing The master shaman Rock the Golden d**h Mask Like I'm Tutankhamun IIm in a hybrid hooptie... Shades on, Kufi Notice that we focused man Disciplined like Bruce Lee Damn right! Hold tight! Black fist Dark night Real revolutionary rap This the prototype First on Earth Don't interrupt Yeah homie that's what's up DNA origins Black Queen tell a friend Lucy? 3 million years on the skeleton Now your just scared And trembling See me in the club Getting more love than Wimbledon! I'm planet Earths best Man f** what you heard Reptilians still running This sh** is absurd! [Verse 3: Jay Electronica] I need money; I used to be a stick up kid So I think of all the devious things I did And all of the mischievous things I hid Should of died at 19, never seen my kid A slave to nicotine, whiskey shots, anonymous The rear view shows no one there reminding us No Ramadan, Qur'an, Hanukkah, yarmulke Could save me the way that the DJ did (Unh) Jay Velour fidor (?) fedora, tweed Diadoras No church no holy water no pew no mask de la hoya I leave the arena the way I came Gold medals rose petals, waving my cane The party people all say my name Black god body Civilize a 85er right there in the lobby From JFK to Hobby How does he do it Its kinda like this Every rhyme I write is like a flying disk I drop bombs like a scientist I drop bombs like a scientist Jay Elec get stronger as I get older I measure with the heat that's made by solar I represent the UPT Magnolia Tin man floating in my tin can Major Tom to ground control My resume f**s up the sound control My melody f**s up the mind control