Vertaling: J Live. Al die bogenoemde.
you was born from claymation To live out your birth right, it takes preparation Your job as a man is to be the foundation Cuz All Of The Above will be
J-Live] Straight from New York where black music was modernized J-Live all wise and civilized Always energized All rights reserved and recognized All
intercom up Like all that little background noise When the beat comes in That's real smooth man Fuck studios, just happen to be here Aight, whatever [J-Live
until we all free, I'll never be satisfied [Chorus x2] [Singing with talking in background] Are you satisfied? (whoever told you that it was all good
Now that was for them, this is for y'all The more for the little store, the less for the mall The smarter your plan, the better for all You fail in the
can ya? That's not fair, Anna, it's not right, Anna Please turn around or I'll be starin' all night, Anna So many men, Anna, they wanna play, Anna They all
Require me to diss'em, the microphones and crowds Don't even really miss'em, After they gone They keep me in they system, J-Live rocks on [chorus] All
zooone As if you're all aalooone It's just that conscious lives... Comes through on nights like thiiiss [J-Live] Yeah... nights like this, I don't wish
you came [Verse 1] For the 4th 3rd, I Chris Columbus three words from Stevie for the issue The only thing to call it was official The way I live for
coming from?) snow every day and night Worldwide, nationwide, statewide, citywide Live state traveling Turning' up the living wide From the New Museum to the Guggenheim You could set the time to a J-live
Ann Van, Manhattan, South Band, Albany, Brooklyn [x4] Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at This is autobiographical takin' you back I lived a Charmed
all the serious, furious I bring the cat back to life, bein' curious And scratchin' beneath the surface to a J-Live rhyme The shit that make payola-playas
that the name of the song Is not Right About Now, but All of the Above The soundtrack is courtesy of, DJ Spinna, So be careful when you enter the realm, we all
the street I write rhymes just so I can go (clear throat) on beat You thinks its so damn luvly don't you nigga come here You just a frightened little kid all
J-Live proceeds: to cut and scratch] "Live on the fader" "J-Live on the fader" "All of the above'll be, caused by me" (..is what this album is all about
here I be droppin' some shit But not journals and memoirs, lines and bars I stretch my hands out to reach for the stars I'm makin' plans now to live on
blowin' through here soon. Originators can survive it if they stay true and innovate. Imitators, fakers, they all die [Flesh-n-Bone] Y'all simply can't all
