Just Doc, a beautiful sax solo, and an old school breakbeat. What more could you ask for in viewing what kinda things Doctor J has got on/in soul.

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Song: Listen 2 My Soul
Artist: Doctor J

Stick the mic in my heart, yo its chattin’ a rap
Remember boom-Bap and breaking, what happened to that
Remember freedoms of speech, what happened to that
I guess ya lost to the game, all stuck in a trap
Plus I’m choking from the straps, and I’m ready to SNAP
Do I sniff a little crack, should I be packing a gat?
Like Pun wit his Mack, in the back of his Ack
Man, I can’t live a life that I actually lack
Reel life, no gimmick – so don’t be a critic
You’re too dumb to get it, and too STUBBORN to ADMIT IT
Poetry ain’t wack…if YOU not with it
And God can take this back, in a New York minute
The whole world can stop turning, if he don’t spin it
So respect what he GIVETH, and be HAPPY that YOU in it
Praise what I’ve earned, and take what I deserved
Teach Lil’ kids the lessons I’ve learned
Practice Art of War, with the rappers that I’ve served
Keep on walking, while the bridge is getting burned
Stay positive, though my vision’s getting blurred
Go back to Mom, and break her off a third
I’d bleed for my friends, and pray they stay preserved
This is serious shit, never “play” with my “words”
Pulse-rate’s beating, soul stays leaking
Mind-state peaking, the inner voice speaking
You’re whole body reaching, I preach like a Deacon
Heart of an angel, but drive of a demon
No, I ain’t special, ain’t no stopping the time
I just speak with my mind, when I’m dropping a rhyme
Can’t change like the weather, or an Optimus Prime
But I’ll give you EMOTION, like ‘PAC in his PRIME
Through these brown eyes, my soul’s only window
I’m one with the beat, and I march to its tempo
Numbed by the drum, and I feel every cymbal
I live all my lyrics, never stealing the lingo
Putting words together, man it’s NEVER been that simple
Ear to the street, hear whispers when the wind blow
Keep it old school, like gray hair and wrinkles
Sexin’ this music, you would swear I’m a Nympho
Never stop moving like the BLOOD in my veins
Till you listen to music, and you’re loving my name
Dangerous with speech, and I show a little fang
And I spit from my brain, and I show a little pain
But it’s proof in the plain, that I’m still a little sane
And I’m doing good things, but I’m just a little stained
There’s very little sun, and a whole lotta rain
A whole lotta issues that I’ll never keep tame
And a very big chance, that I’ll never get the fame
But there’s rules to this game, man – I’m NEVER gonna change
Never stop the race, and I’ll never change pace
Never lose my hunger, and I got the same taste
And I’ll never say a thing, that’ll ever save face
Till I’m done with my fate, and I’m in another place
And my spirit goes back and it takes another shape
I just wanna write more, but I’m running out of space
I know it’s in my heart, and I got what it takes
To PROVE TO MYSELF that my life wasn’t waste
But I’m running out of time, like my life’s on the line
And I down on both knees, just begging for a sign
Crying like an addict, just begging for a line
I’m confused of the future, and the value of my mind
I need some attention, just a little of the shine
I’m praying every night, I'm set free with a rhyme!
Praying every night, I'm set free with a rhyme!
Praying every night, I'm set free with a rhyme!!