Here - J-Live, Soulive

Peace

Still ain’t the word to play

Still the first word heard when you play a CD by J

Still is what ya can’t be if you’re live as me

Wide awake third eye moving rapidly

Rappin, rougher than rap and smoother than Anita Baker’s Rapture

Well-rounded MC

Actin' not but (?) action stop

Wisdom by the barrel under lock and key

Capture words, attack your nerves

And make them slaves to the rhythm

If ya listen you’ll be setting them free

(?) then the god I be

If its just I see the equality over quantity

If its no fool’s gold, not a prob for me

It’s more than a job for me

If it was, I’d be more than a temp you see

Dedicated by (?)

OD on the dope beat E A T

Soulive and J-Live on the MPC

FYI this be album three

(?) triple threat never run MD

Go to produce, DJ, and MC

Truth seeker where the place to be

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Where the spot (?) and come ya’ll

Where the part known as the best ya’ll

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Matter of a fact turn it up so ya’ll

Hear!

Been on the job since 1995

Changed the game since the moment I arrived and

Setbacks and pitfalls I survived and

Who leave a diamond in the rough so jaded

Green with envy as the next man who made it

But I remain unfazed, unfaded

Keepin' my hands on the mircophone

Settin' the tone like a blade to a whetstone

Before my bills get paid skills get honed

You can’t get taht might as well get gone

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Cause right here be the place where

And short term ambitions are replaced there

Cause man listen while you dissin'

We go from transition

To booth dishin'

It be the same old wishin' with a new vision

And I see

Clear!

To a place where a knowledge of self

Is promoted by the (?) being pushed by the people with wealth

And the bass-ackwards, junk food rappers

Aren’t the only one recognized up on the shelf

And the people in the club got a chance to

Dance to something that maintains a little bit of self respect

Cause the people in the booth with the ears on the youth

Really care about the music that you

Hear!

Maybe then the J-Live aid

Hear!

When you let the radio rage

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And the dopest MC’s get slayed

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Matter fact turn it up all the way

Yeah!

Get a little bit of this underground

Underrated, unexaggerated, appreciated

Anticipated even though we’re still underestimated

Get up under the influence of the most fluent students of life

No man alive graduated

In this class super senior, the celebrated

Get up under the undercurrent

Under current events of one nation under currency

I’ll serve you a mental death sentence concurrently

Get some of this potion

The most potent, important, imported

From a place where the taste make you swim for it

Yeah!

Get your good foot up on the good ship, craftsmanship

Set sail roundtrip

From the mind to the lip to the ear to the mind

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Never mind the blind leading the dumb

Till the only ones left are the deaf and the doped up

Till the deaf and dumb give their hopes up not

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You in a place where we skippin' over

The worst part where land so desolate

And the pessimists stuck on stressin' it

And the outsiders that make a mess of it

This The Hear After, the next testament

I know the mic sound right

Fuck testin' it

I just get on the beat and start blessin' it

Thats the intro enjoy the rest of it

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