Jay Electronica – Call of Duty:MW3 feat. The Infamous Mobb Deep

After a long weekend of trying to bring my EVO back to life, it was nice to see/hear this materialize out of thin air and raise my spirits a tad.

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Production creds go to Just Blaze yet again with Jay on the help out, for creating the audio backdrop. The beat is a little quirky until the first lines come in but when listened to on some real speakers, this isht actually knocks! Shoe lacing props are due to RIK for cracking the lid on this track. Allow me to not say anything about Prodigy’s verse…right…about…here.

As far as the lyrics, contrary to popular thought streams, this Jay Elect dude still got it. Non-believers can check the verse below and take note of the Steve Jobs lines:

You know the story goes..
When Real see Real
We recognize
When you seee the steel flash
You petrified
Steve Jobs seen death after just retiring
Takes Vision to Build
God Bless the Dead,
That’s Mac, That’s Pac, That’s Pun, That’s Big.
Shit,

Niggas know the Sunshine Eternal
I burn slow like Disco Inferno
Burn slow like blunts with yayo

I went from Myspace to the top of the food chain
The Sperm hit the Egg like a missle then 9 months later The Celebratory News came
Exhibit C gave the Whole world a mood change

Electronic
Niggas call my album is detox
Cause they know I’m finna bring the chronic

RocNation ColeWorld
Its a wrap nigga
Put yo diamonds in the sky take that nigga

Put your diamonds in the sky
And repeat after me if you tired of getting by
As time go by an eye for eye
We in this together son your beef is mine

Put your diamonds in the sky
And repeat after me if you tired of living lies
As time go by an eye for eye
We in this together son your beef is mine

To whom it may concern
If its hate
Wait your turn
Dig a crate
Make a urn

Please God tell Flex drop a bomb on me
Tell the Minister to tattoo the Quran on me
before the men in black try to pin a crime on me
and rupert murdock 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 Muslims and the buddhist and the Sikhs, and scientologist they all are my brethren
Play this on radio
You never heard another nigga say this on the radio
I made it out the ghettio
Brunch with the Rothchilds
Dinner with the Carters
Jay Electstopthepress
Criticalest Artist

Now if only we could get the LP and see if he continues to maintain it.

Clicky on the Bandcamp widget linky above or HERE to grab a copy of this one.

#areyouwatchingclosely

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