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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Electronica
Vocals
JAY-Z
Vocals
Travis Scott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elpadaro F. Electronica Allah
Songwriter
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis
Songwriter
Abraham Orellana
Songwriter
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Hit-Boy
Producer
araabMUZIK
Co-Producer
G. Ry
Co-Producer
Young Guru
Mixing Engineer
LAW Parker
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
This shit make you wanna talk crazy, crazy, crazy, I'm tryin' to...
Kayfa ḥal-uk? Kayfa ḥal-uk, habibi?
Once upon a time there was a likkle youth, the cub of a lion
Stowed away captive, a long way home from Zion
The dove Prince sang about in Purple Rain cryin'
'Til the midget you heard tell of on his shoulders of the giant
Listen, I named my son, sir, so you gotta call my son, "Sir"
That boy already knighted, he ain't even out his romper
You speakin' on the kingdom, you better watch your tongue, sir
I send you where you never been, you forget where I'm from, sir
That gossip 'bout some bald heads, who got shit out the gun, sir
I'm brazy, I'm so brazen, I'm raisin' in the sun sir
You can catch this broad daylight, you know the kingdom come, sir
That wheel inside the wheel a half a mile in circumference
It's the return of the Mahdi, it's the return of the Akhis
It's the return of lost and found tribe of Shabazz, the Annunakis
It's the return of Mr Shakur spittin' out phlegm at paparazzi
That's my new style
Blinding (Hit-Boy!)
Blinding by the light
See the stars and our sun
The gift that keeps givin' like Babushka
Kush crushed up in the studio, rollin' K push up
Extra, extra, it's mister headlines
Who signed every contract and missed the deadlines
40 days, 40 nights, tryna live up to the hype
It's the road less traveled, it's the one who missed the flights
Hov hit me up like, "What, you scared of heights?"
Know you sister tired of workin', gotta do her somethin' nice"
I'm like, "Don't he know I stay up for Fallon late nights?"
She need bread, she need rice, she need threads, she need ice
Either tell it to my bank account or say it to the dice
When I lay down in my bed it's like my head in the vice
When I look inside the mirror, all I see is flaws
When I look inside the mural, all I see is walls
And the wee hours of night, tryna squeeze out bars
Bismillah, just so y'all could pick me apart?
Blinding
Blinding by the light
See the stars and our sun
Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, Shawn C. Carter, Chauncey A. Hollis, Abraham Orellana, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, Jacques Webster, Ryan Alex Martinez, Elpadaro Allah
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