Yo,
my rhyme book records dreams in 3D
On the big screen, call a third IMAX
Like In ception, we plant ideas
Some wake with tears
from thoughts so clear
Formerly unconscious to the nonsense
Oblivious to the obvious
In the enemies, envious
Placing obstinate obstacles
To make the optimist,
then you cry, uncle
Defeat yourself,
allow yourself to debunk you
Letting yourself let go of all the untrue
The evolution rated R as the tables turn
It gets graphic as the moral
of the fables burn
Igneous and sedimentary
What's important?
Your rock -hard truth is still metamorphic
I take that fact and absorb it
I'll be the change I desire
as I watch the planets orbit
Wherever y at, whatever y 'all potions
Raise your glass up high,
cause we toastin'
Raise your voices, cause a commotion
We celebrating poetry in motion
We pedal mighty hard in these streets
Over beats like these,
we straight coastin'
Wave your hands like
a man made ocean
What you hear is poetry in motion
This is literary art
We move around the planet
from the spark
Tuxedo lethal, spit sharp as a dart
Bullseye, who fly like this
with aesthetics?
Justice live, J -R, yeah I said it
En ergy's kinetic
Original like Gilgamesh
Epics all that hoopla
Now give me a headache
These labels got you gassed
like a letter that's Sinoco
Cash or credit,
we getting breaded for these vocals
Uh oh, lyrics are astrophysics
Change the positioning
He speaks so loud
to the whole world
Barely whistling
This is the underground
The opposite of Tinseltown
No sleep in Sonic Mania,
can't put the pencil down
Mental ground, the skies,
the kings we all guard
Place to place, new space,
doin' my thing with the squad
So the poetry's deep like
DDP
Revolutionary steed,
like give us free word
Wherever y 'all at,
whatever y 'all potions
Raise your glass up high,
cause we toastin'
Raise your voices, cause a commotion
What you hear is poetry in motion
We peddle mighty hard
in these streets
Over beats like these,
we straight coastin'
Wave your hands like a man -made ocean
We celebrating poetry
and emotion
Guillaume, my philosophy
through melanated properties
Sobbing at Exo crities,
we doping them poppy seeds
Slaves free,
but their brains under lock and key
They watching me, watching you,
watching me
Trying foreclosed intellectual property
Third eye blind,
your cataracts ain't stopping me
Master habitats,
it's reverse psychology
Awake in a sleeper cell,
listening to zombies speak
Ice, freezing in them crack vials
Endangered species,
got more freedom than a black child
Uncaged beasts, released in the act
Wild speed, the firing squads
of posses get mashed out
Dead on the concrete,
dead in the jungle
Dead when they lash out,
dead on the humble
So we try and find life
in the death we succumb to
And plant seeds in these beets
Check one, two
Whatever y 'all lack,
whatever y 'all potions
Raise your glass up high,
cause we toastin'
Raise your voices, cause a commotion
What you hear is poetry and emotion
We cuddle mighty hard
in these streets
Over beach like these,
we straight coastin'
Wave your hands like a man made ocean
We celebratin' poetry to emotion
As we keep it
movin', this is DJ J Live
What the hell? Cut that off!
You know what I'm sayin'?
Y 'all, cut it off!
Shout out to my peoples,
Mark Speck, John Robinson,
Floyd Delocksmith,
Cordae, Illus, Midas,
True Master,
what up guys?
It's supposed to be on the album.
This is Home Away.
Hey, yo, God,
I hate to break the news to you,
but it's not a mixtape.
It's the album,
you know what I'm saying? uh, yeah.
That's all right, that's all right.
I got some news for you, too.
The song ain't even on the album.
It's the remix.
All right, all right.
Check it out.
