9000 Miles - J-Live

My mind speaks mathematics

Sometimes I feel english is a poor translation of my hearts palpations

That’s why I give it to you quarter notes at a time

So that my rhymes are aided by body gyrations

But now it’s like each hymn ain’t nothing but a word with--

Countless synonymns where should I begin with them?

Every +sentence+ is a jail bid

Locking me in to +bars+ of meaning with so much space between them

And it’s all real

If I took a little bit of time

To reflect on the unreal my brain might peel off my mind

To reveal this pegasus spree well

Whole-sale fairytale echo in a conch shell

But why say it if you can’t see it?

I can call it abstract and say take what you want from it

I could do that all day till my tongue goes numb from it

But see what good will come from it?

I got something to say, I can’t run from it

I gotta confront it.

I can’t watch while this…

Music that taught me so much as a child

Grows louder every day but the world grows dumb from it

So every line that I draw from my pen

It shapes a letter that makes a word that feeds a verse

A swim for home, a place for infinite styles

But it feels like 9000 miles

So I…

Through Atlantic

Through the Pacific

Through the Indian

Through the Arctic

Through the cold current

Through the warm current

To the fare in the foul for 9000 miles

Like your swimming from the sharks and the slave ships

From a suicide jump to a brave trip

Like you see shore line in the distance

Like if you don’t, you’ll drown any instance

So here we are again

The same space in mind but now we in a different place at a different time

A different taste to a different rhyme

With so many flavors to embrace, I can’t waste a line

So I’m going for self with no hesitation

Cause my-- self expression is my self preservation

My skills pay bills to fulfill my will to do for others what I do for myself

Like motivation through verses as if it was a virtual conversation

On the pros and the cons of a real situation

Inspired by my knowledge of self determination

To ease the frustrations of miseducations

This wise god music from I takin your eye

From trials and tribulations to kingdom in the patience

This wide hallpath is beaten by beats

Made from good vibrations passed down for generations

On a…

Through Atlantic

Through the Pacific

Through the Indian

Through the Arctic

Through the cold current

Through the warm current

To the fare in the foul for 9000 miles

Like your swimming from the sharks and the slave ships

From a suicide jump to a brave trip

Like you see shore line in the distance

Like if you don’t, you’ll drown any instance

I get hyped.

I get home at night.

I get a beat in my head

I get my book to write, I get writers block

I get so stressed that I get dope rhymes from it, just to get rest

I get frustrated from this old world mess

So when I got to get the bad air out my chest

I get on the mic and strive to be the best

But it’s not just the flow, There’s more to the test

I gotta spit like there’s no time to waste

Spit like I can’t take away this life taste

Spit for rebellion, spit for resistance

Spit for accuracy, spit for distance

I can’t just spit that shit you could market

Even though I know we got the same target

And I can’t just spit that old rhetoric

I gotta spit what’s ten steps ahead of it

I gotta spit for the life of my kids

And not just the next meal for my next deal

I feel like these rhymes could shape tommorow

So they could walk through it with a little less sorrow

I gotta spit out the mouth these protections

And stick and move these lines for perfection

I gotta spit shit no one ever thought of

Spit like I’mma choke on the salt water

When I…

Through Atlantic

Through the Pacific

Through the Indian

Through the Arctic

Through the cold current

Through the warm current

To the fare in the foul for 9000 miles

Like your swimming from the sharks and the slave ships

From a suicide jump to a brave trip

Like you see shore line in the distance

Like if you don’t, you’ll drown any instance