Stir of Echoes

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Aiyyo, 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 y'all The more for the little store, the less for the mall The smarter your plan, the better for all You failin' to plan, you plannin' to fall United we stand, divided we fall The bigger they come, the harder they fall You straddle the fence, 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, fuck how you feel Rappers with deals, tuck in they shines Fuck the chains, I'm talkin' 'bout rhymes Maybe they got 'em and maybe they don't Maybe they spit 'em and maybe they won't Nevertheless, fuckin' with mine Never the best, better with time Movin' the body, sparkin' the mind Keepin' the real heads pressin' rewind [Hook] I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! [Verse 2] Aiyyo, you feelin' the song, ya happy it's yours You diggin' the cadence, you heard it before You know it's been freaked by many emcees Maybe it's Kool Keith, or maybe it's Breeze Maybe it's Flavor Flav, or maybe it's Melle Mel Or Maybe it's Run, or maybe it's L.L.  I'm makin' it mine – you dissin' it? Fine Don't take it too personal, it's only a rhyme A minute has passed, a sucker was born One minute you're here, next minute you're gone If you can predict the shit I'ma say Initial my name, you know that it's Justice I saw your mistake, don't take it too far Take kindness for weakness, the man for a star With either extreme, you're 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, what you know isn't broken You need to sit back, nod your head to the track And check out the lyrics, so you can react Like this! [Hook] I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! Ahhh-hoooo! About Hip-Hop! I feel good! [Scratch Break] [Interlude: Tanya Gerber, imitating Stir Of Echoes] Okay... just relax... be 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... You're the only one there... You're in the mic booth... you look around... It's a huge, empty mic booth... You notice the walls are painted black The mic is black... the windows tinted black... And all you can see is a very old computer screen Five letters flashing, 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] Aiyyo I'm trapped in the mind of a mad man, literally It's not a metaphor, kid, pay attention Reporting to you live from this first dimension In a real crowded room, I just want some attention It's pitch black, then bright, like high beams at night The silence of the noise is deafenin' to hear My life long mission is to jockey for position But I can't tell if I'm in the front or the rear Formless, I don't know if I'm a circle or square Let alone solid, liquid, or air I'm completely myself, but can't confirm or deny if I'm actually here That's quite a fucked-up predicament, yeah I feel at home, but I gotta escape This paradox in a box, I'm intent to solve this mystery I'm made up of dreams and nightmares... Soliloquies, dialogues, arguments, fantasies, memories... Imagery, symmetry, alcohol, history... Love, life, death, joy, remorse, and sympathy Actions, wishes, reactin' and hopin' But everytime a beat comes on, the door opens An out-of-non-body experience is showing me Jettin' from the exit, the entrance, the outlet I'm traveling through veins, blood vessels, and muscle tissue 'Til it goes pitch black, and I still don't know if I'm out yet I wake up from the blackout, finished 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 Cocktail of fruit punch, laced with toothpaste I'm 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 thin air Waves, ears, and minds – I'm a J-Live rhyme! (I'm a J-Live rhyme!) (I'm a J-Live rhyme!) (I'm a J-Live rhyme!) (I'm a J-Live rhyme!) (I'm a J-Live rhyme!) (I'm a J-Live rhyme!) (I'm a J-Live rhyme!)