The Hear After

The Hear After is the third studio album of indie hip hop artist J-Live, released in 2005 on the label Penalty.

Track listing

  • "Here" - 3:29
    • Featuring - Soulive
    • Producer - J-Live
    • Guitar - Eric Krasno
    • Horn [Flugal], Trumpet - Rashawn Ross
    • Saxophone - Ryan Zoidis
  • Featuring - Soulive
  • Producer - J-Live
  • Guitar - Eric Krasno
  • Horn [Flugal], Trumpet - Rashawn Ross
  • Saxophone - Ryan Zoidis
  • "Aaw Yeah" - 2:50
    • Producer - Oddisee
    • Scratches - DJ Flo Fader
  • Producer - Oddisee
  • Scratches - DJ Flo Fader
  • "Fire Water" - 3:38
    • Producer - Hezekiah, Tony Whitfield
  • Producer - Hezekiah, Tony Whitfield
  • "Do My Thing" - 4:36
    • Featuring - Cvees
    • Producer - Probe.dms
  • Featuring - Cvees
  • Producer - Probe.dms
  • "Whoever" - 4:14
    • Producer - J-Live
    • Scratches - DJ Flo Fader
  • Producer - J-Live
  • Scratches - DJ Flo Fader
  • "The Sidewalks" - 4:16
    • Producer - J-Live
  • Producer - J-Live
  • "Audio Visual" - 4:22
    • Producer - Floyd The Locsmif
  • Producer - Floyd The Locsmif
  • "Brooklyn Public Part 1" - 4:06
    • Producer - J-Live
  • Producer - J-Live
  • "Listening" - 5:07
    • Featuring - Kola Rock
    • Producer - J-Live
    • Co-producer - James Poyser
  • Podcasts:

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    The Hear After

    by: J Live

    [Verse 1: J-Live]
    Ayyo I see y'all through these speakers and headphones
    Bobbin to the beat, anticipating a poem
    In the streets and boulevards or parts unknown
    Your office, warehouse, or restricted zone
    At your friends place, or comfort of your own home
    Whether ya' just arrived or about to get gone
    Whether ya' eating breakfast or about to bone
    With your spouse, with your peeps or on your own
    You see me? Not likely, not on TV
    Despite that though I show you something in 3D
    It's not that hard, but it's not that easy
    I paint a picture in your mind with each rhyme
    They say my words write a thousand pictures
    A thousand scriptures, couldn't prophesize
    How the images hit the spot where the best light
    In the house be, just to show all y'all what I see
    [Chorus: J-Live]
    Some see with the eyes, and
    Some see with the hands, I'm
    Hoping you see with your ears
    If you understand,
    From the chosen track down to the vocals on it
    It's just live thoughts recorded
    So that you can own it
    Some see with the eyes, and
    Some see with the hands, I'm
    Hoping you see with your ears
    If you understand
    The type of music people frame up on your wall
    This is the audio-visual for all of y'all
    [Verse 2: J-Live]
    Ayyo I see y'all average, 'C' average rappers
    Please, pass the mic', cause you barely passed the class
    I was new school late, I be old school early
    My classics kicked the head of the class' ass
    With all sales final, accepted "as is"
    It's no checks written that my rhymes can't cash
    Like Cassius Ali, I leave you leaking excuses
    Like you wouldn't hit a man with glasses
    But despite these four eyes
    I still paint a picture with words
    That be a sight for sore eyes
    Sample a cliche to touche hearts and minds
    If you get the point, you see things my way
    Not like you need some quote-en-quote Coke bottles
    You just be rocking a pair, sweating your role model
    The vocab' chump change I maintain
    It's what your mind would hope to obtain if it struck lotto
    I guess in that way we see things differently
    We at the same vantage point seeing different things
    Y'all see yourselves as struggling starving artists
    I take advantage of the progress the struggle brings
    Y'all see yourselves as bubbling pop rock stars
    I see so many bubbles popped I never got far
    The only stars I know is in the sky, in a child's eye
    That's why I just try to describe what I see
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 3: J-Live]
    Yo, y'all saw bootleggers stealing music killing me
    I saw fans keeping the buzz healing me
    In fact, I see 'em at the show they feeling me
    That's why I'm still in the field, even without a deal
    These ain't the last days but they say they soon to be
    People's audio-visuals in the name of unity
    I see poison pushers in they own community
    Saying "Fuck It" that's they only opportunity
    I see grown folks acting just like little kids
    And little kids thinking that's what they should grow to be
    I see herbs outside wishing they were killers
    And I see killers inside wishing they were free
    I see gods, and we build on how we see degrees in the light
    Food for thought like Apple Jacks we eat what we like
    But hopefully we like what we need
    And the truth is the light
    If its right, you could see
    [Chorus]




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