[Intro]
One, two
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1: Busdriver]
Yeah
[Perfect order isn’t all
Though it might be suitable for my pseudo-pointer
Called them both to make a room full of all the smells
Into a spoon full of mother's milk?]
This is the first place I bumped into the jazz man
He was about yea tall and yea wide
And when he performed, his instruments would do a stage dive
Different dictions wouldn't respect your efforts
And affect to find it ready
Tell the lidded of the generation gap
A black milf wouldn't evade a rap
And use jazz scales
What will become of us in a world of high gloss and loud colors?
He says he will be able to get a fixin’ of love with a series of dialed numbers
All the world said and pointing to the jazz man, sipping on Earl Grey tea
Saying wall or the will via storm quarters
5/4 horns made up of skin of porcelain
Third chair could work in a screen
A sizable chunk of masonry
And turn it into a popular logo
Worn by girls on the beta team
This is my vertebrae and backbone
So they got the vertebrae to telephone
And call the horn, the way my saxophone solos like a word
Wall for color posters
While [the sheet music?] [?]
And has an enemy of the state
Environmentally safe and sure
‘Cause raps are the brass of ultra-covered up emotional torment
Jazz man, jazz man!
White people can point your co-ordinates on the laptop
Are you the spirit of Horace Tapscott, or maybe Billy Higgins?
(Nananana)
Oh yeah, really?
He told me he was a jazz musician
On his own NASA mission
And he never would grasp the [?]
When we said we’re in a bad position
And told us to stop our fast livin’
Slow down just a tad or smidgen
Really? (Jazz man!)
That so, Jazz man?
Uh-huh, okay
[Verse 2: Aceyalone]
Mr. Jazz man
Mr. Jazz man
You wanna really be a part of my jazz band?
You can play the part, you'll be set apart
Get into the art class, man!
Jazz man jacked lip
Future in the past, man
Present in the past, man
Last man, everlasting jazz man
Who you asking?
Fast and slow, mastering the passion of the flow
Surpassed, and I'm laughing at the jazz man
The trash man, jazz man
Can I have this last dance?
Down with mass man, jazz man?
Hopefully, the jazz man will be appreciative
Of the world that they'll jump back in
The past, the present, and the future
And the people that support it
And they know that it is good for the soul
Maybe if you got into the music
You would open up and see that it is necessary
For the generations all to know
About the ones listening to jazz
Around the whole entire globe
Is that so, jazz man?
Really?
[Instrumental]
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