After

[Intro] Yeah You've been listening to the sounds of DJ J-Live Aka J-Live Know what I'm saying yeah The Hear After Gotta thank everybody that's been supporting me Holding me down for all these years You know what I'm saying Peace [Verse 1] Yo Every morning I wake with enough aches Why? You'd think I was sleeping with a wrench in my back But its a two year old elbow to be exact Crack of dawn Me and my earth be under attack See from three deep to five deep And two years with no sleep And no beef My baby's bedtime smiles are so sweet Brush teeth, potty training Wash up, diaper changing Push ups, stretching, contemplate today's lessons Kids dressed in more colors than Mike and Ike Breakfast smelling right, watching Mike and Mike Enter the chamber of the live one My life is like a black and white sitcom More calm Yeah right, not quite I cherish moments that I'm not under the spotlight I love what I do but see tours take eternities I'm gone one week and Molly's grown two feet (?) got new speaks, (?) bringing in new teeth Struggling for balance between work and family Money versus time, beats versus rhymes Yours versus mine Making you grind versus sparking your mind Heat from the Earth's core versus the sunshine The Best Part versus All Of The Above Always has been, always will be, almost killed me Yet it still be he necessary chapter For me to move on Closer to The Hear After [Verse 2] After its all said and done You can hear and see a legacy Not ironically, dating back to longevity With steady bops rocking steadily Whether the disks rotate light or heavily After I'm home from a long day's work Paychecks determine if it be a smile or a smirk That I'm greeted with I can't be feeding kids with stories of being jerked That's why when you try, you go beserk Hustling hard to bring plans full circle Like this here beat, feel free to critique The entrance was too long, the exit too short But its my way or the highway So fuck what you thought I'm after the gold, and after the platinum No wait damn I promise no more quotes while I'm rapping But wait, I'm after the platinum, after the gold After those records fail with a few hundred thousand records sold I'm after the opening before the top billing Mr. In Between, but that another sorry scene After all that I've done, I'm almost famous like Ay, yo are you for real man? You've never heard of son? Damn At least m sons and daughters will have heard a chord or two If I never live to see another day Show them just another way to live forever I'll bet whatever their endeavors They'll grow to be at least three times as clever After the sun sets on my rap career I'll be satisfied with the long ride to reach your ear With those that hold it dear (?) But that day is at least nowhere near For least another ten years yeah In between times during these mean times Rewind it back so you can analyze this and that What you don't hear now, you hear after I'm rapping, then run up on me like "Then what happened"