| What up man? |
| We’re back
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| Ah what up? |
| Fancy meeting you here
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| Yeah what up man, how you been?
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| Been good, yo sit down man
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| Time to start
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| Oh yeah?
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| Peace, peace, peace
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| My name is Justice Allah
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| I way to New York my way of my old earth
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| (That means mother)
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| My father came here from Haiti about 40 years ago
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| My father did not teach me his language
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| I barely knew him as my father
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| He is like the devil in that he gave me nothing
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| Why’s he like the devil?
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| Because he avoided me since I was a little boy
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| Why do you not seek him out now that you’re a grown man?
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| Because my mother gave me food for thought and belly
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| Does this have anything to do with the above question?
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| I didn’t need him to acquire the knowledge of myself
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| What is the knowledge of your self?
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| I own self is a righteous god
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| Are there any gods other than righteous?
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| I beg your pardon, I never heard of one
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| After all that degree ain’t hard
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| Cause if you ain’t righteous how you supposed to be god
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| Another question you might have no doubt
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| How does god on his album cover looking knocked out?
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| For me it’s simple and plain
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| Let me explain
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| It’s symbolic to the fact I’ve been through some things
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| I was tripping to taking no ass whooping literally I’m just trying to show
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| You my pain
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| Cause life imitates art like even before I had kids naming my best album
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| The best part
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| The life of this artist was drawing kind off dark
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| But darkness accentuates the light’s spark
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| To reveal there’s room full of powder keg
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| That explodes into all of these sounds
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| So visually that was me knocked out
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| Musically this is me getting up off the ground
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| I use the assault and battery to energize
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| And set sail on a whole nother enterprise
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| Boldly go where MCs are scared to
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| Man up in ways boys ain’t prepared to
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| Take life’s hardest hits one the chin
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| Wife the blood off my cheek and begin again
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| So why these rappers fantasize and pretend
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| This just shows you art imitates life now and then
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| How many records have your released as J Live?
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| A little over five
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| How many records have you sold combined since your first album?
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| Approximately 100, 000
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| Do you mean to say that the millions of people
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| Who love hip-hop aren’t aware of your music?
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| Yes sir
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| I can hardly believe that unless they were blind, deaf and dumb
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| Well they were made blind deaf and dumb
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| By popular culture since they were babies
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| Can a label fool J Live?
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| No not nowadays
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| Do you mean to say the labels will fool J Live in the ten years?
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| Yes
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| The labels made the interpretation I’d receive gold for my labor
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| More than I could earn in my own company
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| Then did you receive gold?
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| No
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| The labels disappeared
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| And there was no one there to speak my language
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| Then what happened? |