Stir Of Echoes

Ayo, the hotter the summer, the cooler the fall
The lesser you stress her, the quicker she call
Now whether you short, or whether she tall
The later you bust, the louder she bawl
Now that was for them, this is for yall
The more for the little store, the less for the mall
The smarter your plan, the better for all
You fail in the plan, you plannin to fall
United we stand, divided we fall
The quicker they come, the harder they fall
You straddle defense, pickin a brawl
You loved by none, hated by all
See eloquent words , never the wise
Keeping it simple, teaching it real
Live by the sword, die by the sword
Swinging for justice, ****** how you feel
Rappers with deals, tuck in they ******nes
****** the chains, Im talkin bout rhymes
Maybe they got em and maybe they dont
Maybe they spit em and maybe they wont
Nevertheless, ****** with mine
Never the best, better with time
Movin the body, sparkin the mind
Keepin the real heads pressin rewind
[Hook]
I feel good! Ahoooooooo! About Hip-Hop! (x4)
I feel good!
[Verse 2]
Ayo, you feelin the song, you happy its yours
You diggin the cadence, you heard it before
You know its the freak for many emcees
Maybe ya Kool Keith or maybe its Breeze
Maybe ya Flava Flav or maybe its Meli Mel
Or Maybe its Run or maybe its L.L.
Im makin it mine, ya dissin it fine
Dont take it too personal, it's only a rhyme
A minute has passed, a sucker was born
One minute youre here, next minute youre gone
If you can predict the ******t Ima say
Initial my name, you know that its justice
I saw your mistake, dont take it too far
Take kindness for weakness, the man for a star
With either extreme, youre mentally dead,
Take heed to the words, J-Live has just spoken
Ya did it again, you thought I was jokin
You tryin to fix, but you know it is broken
You need to sit back, nod your head to the track
And check out the lyrics so you can react
Like this!
[Hook]
[Interlude - Woman Speaking]
Okay, just relax, get very comfortable
Relax, trust me, close your eyes, now just listen for a moment
Listen to the sounds of the room around you
Remember that you are in a studio, a recording studio,
With your name on one mat
Youre in the mic booth, you look around
Its one huge empty mic booth
You notice that the walls are painted in black
The mic is black, the windows tinted black
And all you can see is a very old computer screen
Five letters fla******ng on and off
You can barely see what the letters spell
You lean closer to the screen, the letters become clearer
And the word is rhyme
[Verse 3]
Ayo Im trapped in the mind of a mad man literally
Its not a metaphor kid, pay attention
Reporting to you live from this first dimension
In the real crowded room, I just want some attention
And since you lack the bright, like high beams at night
The silence of the noise is deafenin to hear
My lack long vision is the jack of a position
But I cant tell if Im in the front of the rear
Formless I dont know if Im a circle or ******
Let alone solid liquid or air
Im completing myself
But cant confirm or deny if Im actually here
Thats quite a ****** -up predicament, yeah
I fell at home but I gotta escape
This paradox in a box, Im intent to solve this mystery
Im made up of dreams and nigh******ares
Soliloquies, dialogues, arguments
Fantasies, memories, imagery, symmetry, alcohol, history
Love, life, death, joy, remorse and sympathy
Actions, wishes, reactin and hopin
But everytime the beat comes the door opens
The out-of-our-body experience is showing me
Jettin from the exit, the entrance, the outlet
Im strapplin through veins, blood vessels and muscle tissue
Till it goes pitch black, and I still dont know if Im out yet
I wake up from the blackout, finish with the race
Confined in a two-dimensional blank space
Looking back on my original birth place
Now taking the shape of a young black face
Parts of my physical erased and replaced
What was sight and sound is now feel and taste
I **tal a fruit punch laced with toothpaste
Im shot from a cannon with amazing grace
My identity revealed with the mystery solved
I see my purpose in life as I travel through time
Ridin the beat through audio wires recording venaire
Waves hit your minds, Im a J-Live rhyme