| It’s Jay Renaissance Man, On the Red Eye from France,
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| Passers by say the meteoric rise was happenstance,
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| But everything is illuminated in retrospect,
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| So I expect respect from the less introspect-
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| -ful on the next go, now let’s go.
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| Jay Quezo, niggas need a manifesto,
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| Came in the game like presto,
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| Unsigned hype, the five mics,
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| Emcees is blinded by the light.
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| Blinded by the right, right hook off the jab,
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| Dip, I’m swift with the lyrical gift.
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| Niggas is stiff, I’m fluid.
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| That’s how I pillage through the game like the druids,
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| Now everybody and they mama askin around who is,
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| Jay Electrotherapy, niggas in shock,
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| I’m a workhorse, sending rappers into the workforce.
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| It’s the Chitown, New Orleans regime sprrrrrrrrat,
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| Take that, and bow down to the kings naamean. |