JAZZ IS DEAD

Jazz is dead We don't give a f**k what they said For this music only our people bled I'm owning all my masters, hear me Jazz is dead Born from the Black Intellectual Mind Swingin' with that Afrobeat in J Dilla Time We the truth torch bearers open your eyes Ain't gonna let these institutions teach our culture to die They can't gentrify our spirits when the people align We can set Black Music Free and let the vibrations rise Got me rappin' Jazz is dead get that filth out your mind I brought the Elder Gary Bartz to tell you all one more time Let's go Jazz is dead, jazz is dead, jazz, jazz is dead Ohhhhhhh jazz is dead, jazz is dead, jazz is dead, jazz is dead Long live music, jazz is dead Ohhhhhhh I bring death to life to jazz, Lazarus I lounge in the hoe house, my name is a perfume She move like a saint, but the dance cadaverous I heard she sing songs on the stage of a full moon Listen to it the philosophical nigga music Learn a couple words you might even get to do it Mass produce the habits and rhythm Leave me in the dark with a match and a prism You got a diploma but gotta get paid You laughin' and smilin' but dancin' in chains Shhhhhh You could be the death of me Jazz is dead Long live the music