Jay Electronica - Call of Duty: Mw3 lyrics

Feat. Mobb Deep "Centuries ago, words were written to be a call And a spur to the faithful servants of Truth and Justice: Arm yourselves, and be ye men of valor And be in readiness for the conflict; For it is better for us to perish in battle Than to look upon the outrage of our nation and our altar As the Will of God..." -- Winston Churchill [Jay Electronica] Uh-huh, you know the story where real see real we recognize When you see the steel flash, you petrifies Steve Jobs seen d**h after just retiring Takes vision to build, God bless the dead That's Mac, that's Pac, that's Pun, that's B.I.G sh**, n***as know the +Sunshine Eternal+/son shine eternal I burn slow like Disco Inferno Burn slow like blunts with yayo, uh I went from MySpace to the top of the food chain The s**m hit the eggs like a missile Then nine months later, the celebratory news came "Exhibit C" gave the whole world a mood change Electronic, n***as call my album "Detox" 'cause they know I'm finna bring the next "Chronic" Roc Nation, Cole World, it's a wrap, n***a Put your diamonds in the sky, take that, n***a [Chorus: Prodigy] Yeah, put your diamonds in the sky Wave 'em side to side, get juxed when you shine As time go by, we live by an eye for an eye I'll die for you, your drama is mine Put your diamonds in the sky Wave 'em side to side, get robbed ‘fore you shine As time go by, we live by an eye for an eye I'll die for you, your beef is mines [Jay Electronica] Uh-huh, to whom it may concern If it's hate, wait yo' turn, dig a crate, make a urn Please God, tell Flex drop a bomb on me Tell the Minister to tattoo the Qur'an on me Before the men in black try to pin a crime on me And Rupert Murdoch and his goons get to lyin on me ...The Lord is my shepherd So tell the royal family to order my records And spread 'em cross Europe in a organized method We could heal the planet with a organized effort The Jews and the Christians and the m**ms and the Buddhists And the Sikhs and Scientologists is all of my brethren Play this on the radio You never heard another n***a say this on the radio We made it out the ghett-io Brunch with the Rothschilds, dinner with the Carters Jay Elect stop the press, criticalest artist What the f**~?! [Chorus] [Prodigy] I done sat around for years daydreamin of this Me and Jay biz, green gettin twist Kids goin to school, we still on the bench Early morning yawnin, no sleep, just this Hardcore rhymin like a diamond when I spit Come hell or high water, we gon' make it out the bricks I done graduated gladiator school, what's next? From the bottom, only one way to go to the tip Of the top, with these nonstop flows I invent Bars so hard, sh** hurt when it hit My bars like prison bars, I'm trapped in the pens Of this wildstyle hip-hop' the f**in strongest Rappers on the earth, it's a curse and a gift Black cloud follow my life, how worse could it get? Respect, power, and money, in that exact order I got it all, n***a, I'll break ya lil' neck [Chorus]