[Verse 1: J-Live]Ayyo I see y'all through these speakers and headphonesBobbin to the beat, anticipating a poemIn the streets and boulevards or parts unknownYour office, warehouse, or restricted zoneAt your friends place, or comfort of your own homeWhether ya' just arrived or about to get goneWhether ya' eating breakfast or about to boneWith your spouse, with your peeps or on your ownYou see me? Not likely, not on TVDespite that though I show you something in 3DIt's not that hard, but it's not that easyI paint a picture in your mind with each rhymeThey say my words write a thousand picturesA thousand scriptures, couldn't prophesizeHow the images hit the spot where the best lightIn the house be, just to show all y'all what I see[Chorus: J-Live]Some see with the eyes, andSome see with the hands, I'mHoping you see with your earsIf you understand,From the chosen track down to the vocals on itIt's just live thoughts recordedSo that you can own itSome see with the eyes, andSome see with t he hands, I'mHoping you see with your earsIf you understandThe type of music people frame up on your wallThis is the audio-visual for all of y'all[Verse 2: J-Live]Ayyo I see y'all average, 'C' average rappersPlease, pass the mic', cause you barely passed the classI was new school late, I be old school earlyMy classics kicked the head of the class' assWith all sales final, accepted "as is"It's no checks written that my rhymes can't cashLike Cassius Ali, I leave you leaking excusesLike you wouldn't hit a man with glassesBut despite these four eyesI still paint a picture with wordsThat be a sight for sore eyesSample a cliche to touche hearts and mindsIf you get the point, you see things my wayNot like you need some quote-en-quote Coke bottlesYou just be rocking a pair, sweating your role modelThe vocab' chump change I maintainIt's what your mind would hope to obtain if it struck lottoI guess in that way we see things differentlyWe at the same vantage point seeing different thi ngsY'all see yourselves as struggling starving artistsI take advantage of the progress the struggle bringsY'all see yourselves as bubbling pop rock starsI see so many bubbles popped I never got farThe only stars I know is in the sky, in a child's eyeThat's why I just try to describe what I see[Chorus][Verse 3: J-Live]Yo, y'all saw bootleggers stealing music killing meI saw fans keeping the buzz healing meIn fact, I see 'em at the show they feeling meThat's why I'm still in the field, even without a dealThese ain't the last days but they say they soon to bePeople's audio-visuals in the name of unityI see poison pushers in they own communitySaying "Fuck It" that's they only opportunityI see grown folks acting just like little kidsAnd little kids thinking that's what they should grow to beI see herbs outside wishing they were killersAnd I see killers inside wishing they were freeI see gods, and we build on how we see degrees in the lightFood for thought like Apple Jacks we eat what we likeBut hopefully we like what we needAnd the truth is the lightIf its right, you could see[Chorus]
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1: J-Live]Ayyo I see y'all through these speakers and headphonesBobbin to the beat, anticipating a poemIn the streets and boulevards or parts unknownYour office, warehouse, or restricted zoneAt your friends place, or comfort of your own homeWhether ya' just arrived or about to get goneWhether ya' eating breakfast or about to boneWith your spouse, with your peeps or on your ownYou see me? Not likely, not on TVDespite that though I show you something in 3DIt's not that hard, but it's not that easyI paint a picture in your mind with each rhymeThey say my words write a thousand picturesA thousand scriptures, couldn't prophesizeHow the images hit the spot where the best lightIn the house be, just to show all y'all what I see[Chorus: J-Live]Some see with the eyes, andSome see with the hands, I'mHoping you see with your earsIf you understand,From the chosen track down to the vocals on itIt's just live thoughts recordedSo that you can own itSome see with the eyes, andSome see with t he hands, I'mHoping you see with your earsIf you understandThe type of music people frame up on your wallThis is the audio-visual for all of y'all[Verse 2: J-Live]Ayyo I see y'all average, 'C' average rappersPlease, pass the mic', cause you barely passed the classI was new school late, I be old school earlyMy classics kicked the head of the class' assWith all sales final, accepted "as is"It's no checks written that my rhymes can't cashLike Cassius Ali, I leave you leaking excusesLike you wouldn't hit a man with glassesBut despite these four eyesI still paint a picture with wordsThat be a sight for sore eyesSample a cliche to touche hearts and mindsIf you get the point, you see things my wayNot like you need some quote-en-quote Coke bottlesYou just be rocking a pair, sweating your role modelThe vocab' chump change I maintainIt's what your mind would hope to obtain if it struck lottoI guess in that way we see things differentlyWe at the same vantage point seeing different thi ngsY'all see yourselves as struggling starving artistsI take advantage of the progress the struggle bringsY'all see yourselves as bubbling pop rock starsI see so many bubbles popped I never got farThe only stars I know is in the sky, in a child's eyeThat's why I just try to describe what I see[Chorus][Verse 3: J-Live]Yo, y'all saw bootleggers stealing music killing meI saw fans keeping the buzz healing meIn fact, I see 'em at the show they feeling meThat's why I'm still in the field, even without a dealThese ain't the last days but they say they soon to bePeople's audio-visuals in the name of unityI see poison pushers in they own communitySaying "Fuck It" that's they only opportunityI see grown folks acting just like little kidsAnd little kids thinking that's what they should grow to beI see herbs outside wishing they were killersAnd I see killers inside wishing they were freeI see gods, and we build on how we see degrees in the lightFood for thought like Apple Jacks we eat what we likeBut hopefully we like what we needAnd the truth is the lightIf its right, you could see[Chorus]
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