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Текст песни J-Live - Stir of Echoes

J-Live - Stir of Echoes слова песни

[Verse 1]Ayo, the hotter the summer, the cooler the fallThe lesser you stress her, the quicker she callNow whether you short, or whether she tallThe later you bust, the louder she bawlNow that was for them, this is for y`allThe more for the little store, the less for the mallThe smarter your plan, the better for allYou fail in the plan, you plannin` to fallUnited we stand, divided we fallThe quicker they come, the harder they fallYou straddle defense, pickin` a brawlYou loved by none, hated by allSee eloquent words, never the wiseKeeping it simple, teaching it realLive by the sword, die by the swordSwinging for justice, fuck how you feelRappers with deals, tuck in they shinesFuck the chains, I`m talkin` `bout rhymesMaybe they got `em and maybe they don`tMaybe they spit `em and maybe they won`tNevertheless, fuckin` with mineNever the best, better with timeMovin` the body, sparkin` the mindKeepin` 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 it`s yoursYou diggin` the cadence, you heard it beforeYou know it`s the freak for many emceesMaybe ya Kool Keith or maybe it`s BreezeMaybe ya Flava Flav or maybe it`s Meli MelOr Maybe it`s Run or maybe it`s L.L.I`m makin` it mine, ya dissin` it fineDon`t take it too personal, it`s only a rhymeA minute has passed, a sucker was bornOne minute you`re here, next minute you`re goneIf you can predict the shit I`ma sayInitial my name, you know that it`s justiceI saw your mistake, don`t take it too farTake kindness for weakness, the man for a starWith either extreme, you`re mentally dead,Take heed to the words, J-Live has just spokenYa did it again, you thought I was jokin`You tryin` to fix, but you know it is brokenYou need to sit back, nod your head to the trackAnd check out the lyrics so you can reactLike this![Hook][Interlude - Woman Speaking]Okay, just relax, get very comfortableRelax, trust me, close your eyes, now just listen for a momentListen to the sounds of the room around youRemember that you are in a studio, a recording studio,With your name on one matYou`re in the mic booth, you look aroundIt`s one huge empty mic boothYou notice that the walls are painted in blackThe mic is black, the windows tinted blackAnd all you can see is a very old computer screenFive letters flashing on and offYou can barely see what the letters spellYou lean closer to the screen, the letters become clearerAnd the word is rhyme[Verse 3]Ayo I`m trapped in the mind of a mad man literallyIt`s not a metaphor kid, pay attentionReporting to you live from this first dimensionIn the real crowded room, I just want some attentionAnd since you lack the bright, like high beams at nightThe silence of the noise is deafenin` to hearMy lack long vision is the jack of a positionBut I can`t tell if I`m in the front of the rearFormless I don`t know if I`m a circle or squareLet alone solid liquid or airI`m completing myselfBut can`t confirm or deny if I`m actually hereThat`s quite a fucked-up predicament, yeahI fell at home but I gotta escapeThis paradox in a box, I`m intent to solve this mysteryI`m made up of dreams and nightmaresSoliloquies, dialogues, argumentsFantasies, memories, imagery, symmetry, alcohol, historyLove, life, death, joy, remorse and sympathyActions, wishes, reactin` and hopin`But everytime the beat comes the door opensThe out-of-our-body experience is showing meJettin` from the exit, the entrance, the outletI`m strapplin` through veins, blood vessels and muscle tissueTill it goes pitch black, and I still don`t know if I`m out yetI wake up from the blackout, finish with the raceConfined in a two-dimensional blank spaceLooking back on my original birth placeNow taking the shape of a young black faceParts of my physical erased and replacedWhat was sight and sound is now feel and tasteI **tal a fruit punch laced with toothpasteI`m shot from a cannon with amazing graceMy identity revealed with the mystery solvedI see my purpose in life as I travel through timeRidin` the beat through audio wires recording venaireWaves hit your minds, I`m a J-Live rhyme

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