The Diplomats – “I Really Mean It”（ビート・プロデューサーは produced by ジャスト・ブレイズ）
続きまして，こちらもジャスト・ブレイズ作。
Memphis Bleek – “Intro (U Know Bleek)”（produced by ジャスト・ブレイズ）
だんだん，感じてきました？ソウルネタも入れているのに，ドラムビートがぶっ飛んでます。
JAY-Z – “PSA (Public Service Announcement)”（produced by ジャスト・ブレイズ）
続けましょう。
次の曲は，メンフィス・ブリークのセカンド・アルバムから。
Memphis Bleek – 曲名が“Just Blaze, Bleek & Free”と３名の名前を並べた曲名。シック！（produced by ジャスト・ブレイズ）
続きまして。
ジャスト・ブレイズの弟子，と言っても，ビートメイカーの弟子ではなく，ラッパーとしての弟子。サイゴン（Saigon），覚えてます？ 2011年に遅咲きでデビューして，アルバム『The Greatest Story Never Told』をリリースしたアイツ。レペゼンはニューヨーク市はブルックリン。少なくとも，ビートはキレッキレ！
Saigon – “The Greatest Story Never Told”（produced by ジャスト・ブレイズ）
When I die, please don’t tweet about my death
Tryna get mentions, bringin’ attention to yourself
Please don’t post some pic from in the club
With some quote you stole like we was tighter than what we was
Tryna get likes from my love
If you can’t go by the crib and give my mama a hug
My mathematical theology of rhymin’ a touch the soul
I spent many nights bent off Woodford
Clutchin’ the bowl, stuffin’ my nose
Some of the cons, I suffered for prose
My poetry’s livin’ like the God that I fall back on
[Intro: Jay Electronica]
One two, one two, yeah, uh huh, yeah
（イントロ：ジェイ・エレクトロニカ）
１，２，１，２，イヤー，そうだ，イヤー
[Chorus: Jay Electronica]
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “It’s a feeling they’ll never know”
I pack up all my sins and I wear ’em to the show
And let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “It’s a feeling they’ll never know”
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go
[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
In the land before time
A land before altar boys, synagogues, and shrines, man was in his prime
Look how far I go in time just to start a rhyme
The method is sublime, you get blessed with every line
I’m in touch with every shrine from Japan to Oaxaca
The melanated carbon-dated phantom of the chakras
Me and Puff, we was chilling in Miami
He said, “Nigga, fuck the underground, you need to win a Grammy
For your mama and your family, they need to see you shined up
You built a mighty high ladder, let me see you climb up
Nigga, what you scared of?
Terrorize these artificial rap niggas and spread love, pollinate they earbuds
Like you supposed to, spit it for the culture
Pay no attention to the critics and the vultures
They rather have a shot of Belvy just to spite you
They casting judgments ’cause they feel they got the right to
Fuck ’em, I let the dice roll like The Father did
I gotta shine, it’s in my blood, I’m a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make sure that they play me twice
I thought you said, “It’s the return of the black kings
Luxurious homes, fur coats, and fat chains”
[Chorus: Jay Electronica]
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “It’s a feeling they’ll never know”
I pack up all my sins and I wear ’em to the show
And let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “It’s a feeling they’ll never know”
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
In this manila envelope, the results of my insanity
Quack said I crossed the line ‘tween real life and fantasy
Can it be the same one on covers with Warren Buffett?
Was ducking the undercovers, was warring with muh’fuckers
Went from warring to Warren, undercovers to covers
If you believe in that sort of luck, your screws need adjusting
In the world of no justice and black ladies on the back of buses
I’m the immaculate conception of rappers-slash-hustlers
My God, it’s so hard to conceive
But it all falls perfect, I’m like autumn is to trees
Aw, the doc interrupted
He scribbled a prescription for some Prozac, he said, “Take that for your mustard
Boy, you must be off your rocker
If you think you’ll make it off the strip before they ‘Pac ya
Nigga, you gotta be psychotic or mixing something potent with your vodka
It takes a lot to shock us but you being so prosperous is preposterous
How could this nappy-headed boy from out the projects
Be the apple of America’s obsession?
You totally disconnected with reality, don’t believe in dreams
Since when did black men become kings?”
[Bridge: The-Dream]
You have no idea, yeah
The meaning to what I say
And you have no idea
Of how I got this way
Now hear my dreams
And by the time you wake
I’ll look down from the clouds
See I’m on my way
[Chorus: Jay Electronica]
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “It’s a feeling they’ll never know”
I pack up all my sins and I wear ’em to the show
And let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go
I’m sailing on a cloud, they trailing below
My shrink told me, “It’s a feeling they’ll never know”
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go, let ’em go
[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
In this manila envelope, the results of my insanity
Quack said I crossed the line ‘tween real life and fantasy
Can it be the same one on covers with Warren Buffett?
Was ducking the undercovers, was warring with muh’fuckers
Went from warring to Warren, undercovers to covers
If you believe in that sort of luck, your screws need adjusting
In the world of no justice and black ladies on the back of buses
I’m the immaculate conception of rappers-slash-hustlers
My God, it’s so hard to conceive
But it all falls perfect, I’m like autumn is to trees
Aw, the doc interrupted
He scribbled a prescription for some Prozac, he said, “Take that for your mustard
Boy, you must be off your rocker
If you think you’ll make it off the strip before they ‘Pac ya
Nigga, you gotta be psychotic or mixing something potent with your vodka
It takes a lot to shock us but you being so prosperous is preposterous
How could this nappy-headed boy from out the projects
Be the apple of America’s obsession?
You totally disconnected with reality, don’t believe in dreams
Since when did black men become kings?”
[Verse 1: Jay Electronica]
In the land before time
A land before altar boys, synagogues, and shrines, man was in his prime
Look how far I go in time just to start a rhyme
The method is sublime, you get blessed with every line
I’m in touch with every shrine from Japan to Oaxaca
The melanated carbon-dated phantom of the chakras
Me and Puff, we was chilling in Miami
He said, “Nigga, fuck the underground, you need to win a Grammy
For your mama and your family, they need to see you shined up
You built a mighty high ladder, let me see you climb up
Nigga, what you scared of?
Terrorize these artificial rap niggas and spread love, pollinate they earbuds
Like you supposed to, spit it for the culture
Pay no attention to the critics and the vultures
They rather have a shot of Belvy just to spite you
They casting judgments ’cause they feel they got the right to
Fuck ’em, I let the dice roll like The Father did
I gotta shine, it’s in my blood, I’m a Harlem kid
I treat my babies right, treat my ladies ladylike
Hit them with a remix to make sure that they play me twice
I thought you said, “It’s the return of the black kings
Luxurious homes, fur coats, and fat chains”
You could catch me bummy as fuck or decked out in designer
On I-10 West to the desert, on a Diavel like a recliner
Listen to everything from a lecture
From the honorable minister Louis Farrakhan
To Serge Gainsbourg or Madonna or a podcast on piranhas
It’s the return of the Mahdi, it’s the return of the Akhis
It’s the return of the 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
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 mirror all I see is Mars
In the wee hours of night, tryna squeeze out bars
Bismillah, just so y’all could pick me apart?
3月13日（金）に突如リリースされたアルバム『A Written Testimony』。ここへ来て，誰が想定していただろうか。10年以上，ジェイ・エレクトロニカのアルバムがリリースされることをファンは待ち，待ち，待ち続けていた。まるでDr. Dreの『Chronic 2.0』のごとく。しかし一向にリリースされない。10年以上待ってもこれなんで，ファンは半ば諦めかけていた。
Peaceful teaching of Rumi, but don’t confuse me
You mouth off for the cameras, I make a silent movie
Now here’s some jewelry
No civilization is conquered from the outside until it destroys itself from within
If it come from me and Hov, consider it Qur’an
If it come from any of those, consider it Harām
The minaret that Jigga built me on the Dome of the Roc
Was crafted, so beautifully, consider this Adhan
From a hard place and a rock to the Roc Nation of Islam
1行目の「コーラン（クルァーン）」というのはイスラム教で最も聖なるものといわれている聖書のことです。
2行目の「ハラーム」というのは，ハラール（ムスリム教徒が食して良いとされる合法的と認められたもの）の反対語。つまり，イスラームとして認められていない（非合法の）もの。
3行目の「ミナレット」というのは，イスラム教の国に旅行したことある方であればご存知のとおり，イスラム寺院の尖塔（せんとう）であり，ここの上から人々に歌（アザーン＝アドハーン）で礼拝の時を知らせます。
同じく3行目の「the Dome of the Roc」とは，ジェイＺのレーベル＝ロック・ネーション（Roc Nation）の軍団組織（ドーム）を指す。
4行目の「アドハーン」とは上記でも出た「アザーン」のこと。アザーンという歌をうたい，「これからお祈りが始まりますよ」という時をみんなに知らせる。イスラム教の国ではこれが1日に5回ある。タイミングは，早朝，正午，午後，日没後，就寝前。世界のどこにいても，これを守る。世界のどこにいても，メッカの方向を向いて，額を地面につけて，お祈りする。
5行目の「ロック・ネーション・オヴ・イスラーム」とは，Roc Nationと当サイトでも頻出しているNation of Islamaを重ね合わせている。
最後にJAY-Zがこうラップします。
Think of things I said that you hated then
Empirical facts that can’t be debated now
Things you say today, I was sayin’ then
Tell us who your favorite now
