JAZZ IS DEAD (feat. Gary Bartz & Kassa Overall)
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Croker
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Other Album Tracks
- LOVE QUANTUM (Prelude)
- JAZZ IS DEAD (feat. Gary Bartz & Kassa Overall)
- TO BE WE (feat. Jill Scott)
- ROYAL CONVERSATION (feat. James Tillman)
- COSMIC INTERCOURSE (Pt. II) [feat. Chris Dave]
- HUMANITY
- DIVINITY (feat. Jamila Woods)
- LOVE THYSELF (feat. Teedra Moses)
- LOVE QUANTUM (Soliloquy)
- SOMETHIN' (feat. Ego Ella May)
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