Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Here, artist - J-Live. Date of issue: 18.07.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Here |
| 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 |
| Here! |
| Where the spot (?) and come ya’ll |
| Where the part known as the best ya’ll |
| Here! |
| 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 |
| Here! |
| 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 |
| Here! |
| And the dopest MC’s get slayed |
| Here! |
| 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 |
| Here! |
| 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 |
| Here! |
| 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 |
| Here! |