Jubilee
Quill in the building I'm killing them like I always do
When facing off with the messenger better call your crew
Hip-Hop from the heart, baby, that's all I knew
These rappers are trapped in an auto-tuned Xanadu
Faux everything, it's the age of the snake
Dismantle your fantasy, it's the rage I awake
Thus spake Queue the MC and it came to pass
All the edifices of the beast left in flame and ash
Not the apocalypse you expected
Brought on by the edicts of the idiots elected
May you flourish in the corners of an empire crumbling
What happened in the catacombs of Rome is still rumbling
What happened on Sedgwick Ave is still thundering
The Spirit of the storm in both I'm now summoning
So hold your hats, umbrellas get bent back
The roof gets blown off, the booth stays intact
Word remains bond where the cypher first formed
Let there be light, beats, rhymes, and life
Do not go gentle into that renaissance
Take the bull by the horns with no second thoughts
And mustard (muster) up that seed, we've got gardens to plant
We got mountains to move, and new mantras to chant
As we go forth to navigate new terrain
The harvest is ripe for those that go against the grain
The system is not gonna hold
It's an illusion of control
It's hard when you're losing control
Grasping for worlds but losing your soul
The center is still gonna hold
Whether or not you choose to let go
Choose to let go, choose to let go, go, go
Yeah, it's a new dawn, a new era
Replenishing the earth, give me two pair of
Everything the flood swallowed in the belly of the beast
You can't have my peace, not even a piece of it
Let me off the leash
Brass angled at the clouds, angels cracking loud
I'm a starving artist, bars I'm about to pack them in my mouth
Grabbing for the towel, scar growling as he prowls
Foul foul swooping down, then I hit him with the POW
Onomatopoeia caught up in a ratchet like Anita
Put me in the game, I ain't scared, I'm lacing up my sneakers
How many decibels, can I crank it in the speakers
Waiting on the word, every day I'm following the leader
Not growing weary of well doing harvest coming
Build a rumble in the jungle force is heavy, heart is drumming
It's a new dawn, a new day, time to celebrate
The jubilee is here for all to see, time to elevate
Let's go
The system is not gonna hold
It's an illusion of control
It's hard when you're losing control
Grasping for worlds but losing your soul
The center is still gonna hold
Whether or not you choose to let go
Choose to let go, choose to let go, go, go
When facing off with the messenger better call your crew
Hip-Hop from the heart, baby, that's all I knew
These rappers are trapped in an auto-tuned Xanadu
Faux everything, it's the age of the snake
Dismantle your fantasy, it's the rage I awake
Thus spake Queue the MC and it came to pass
All the edifices of the beast left in flame and ash
Not the apocalypse you expected
Brought on by the edicts of the idiots elected
May you flourish in the corners of an empire crumbling
What happened in the catacombs of Rome is still rumbling
What happened on Sedgwick Ave is still thundering
The Spirit of the storm in both I'm now summoning
So hold your hats, umbrellas get bent back
The roof gets blown off, the booth stays intact
Word remains bond where the cypher first formed
Let there be light, beats, rhymes, and life
Do not go gentle into that renaissance
Take the bull by the horns with no second thoughts
And mustard (muster) up that seed, we've got gardens to plant
We got mountains to move, and new mantras to chant
As we go forth to navigate new terrain
The harvest is ripe for those that go against the grain
The system is not gonna hold
It's an illusion of control
It's hard when you're losing control
Grasping for worlds but losing your soul
The center is still gonna hold
Whether or not you choose to let go
Choose to let go, choose to let go, go, go
Yeah, it's a new dawn, a new era
Replenishing the earth, give me two pair of
Everything the flood swallowed in the belly of the beast
You can't have my peace, not even a piece of it
Let me off the leash
Brass angled at the clouds, angels cracking loud
I'm a starving artist, bars I'm about to pack them in my mouth
Grabbing for the towel, scar growling as he prowls
Foul foul swooping down, then I hit him with the POW
Onomatopoeia caught up in a ratchet like Anita
Put me in the game, I ain't scared, I'm lacing up my sneakers
How many decibels, can I crank it in the speakers
Waiting on the word, every day I'm following the leader
Not growing weary of well doing harvest coming
Build a rumble in the jungle force is heavy, heart is drumming
It's a new dawn, a new day, time to celebrate
The jubilee is here for all to see, time to elevate
Let's go
The system is not gonna hold
It's an illusion of control
It's hard when you're losing control
Grasping for worlds but losing your soul
The center is still gonna hold
Whether or not you choose to let go
Choose to let go, choose to let go, go, go
Credits
Writer(s): Regis Jones
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