Lyrics:

Lets kick a verse for my man called Miles
Seems to me his musics gonna be around for a long while
Cuz hes a multi-talented and gifted musician who can play any position
Its no mystery that youre no risk to me
Cuz Im a lover and tell your girl to throw a kiss to me
And jump in bed and have a fight with the pillows
Turn off the lights and let the J give it to ya
And let the trumpet blow as I kick this
Cuz rap is fundamental and Miles sounds so wicked
A little taste of be-bop sound with the backdrop
Of doo-wop and this is why we can call it the doo-bop

Now go ahead and play like a wannabe
You know its gonna be
I hate to cut the troats of mcs up in
Front of me
When blows makes the A want to sing
My rhymes be shining on brothers
Like they flippin on they high beams
And when I just come through
You think you badcuz somebody seen you
Climbing the tree like Jack-Be-Nimble
Yo, Miles blow the trumpet off the symbol
Performed by Easy Mo Bee
Miles Davis style is different, you can't
Describe it as pacific
He rip, rage and roar, no time for watchin
Andy Griffith
You can(whistle)all you want, go head
While he take to doo-wop and mix it with be-bop
Just like a maker in the shoe shop, Easy Mo
Bee will cream you
Like the nougat
And usually we doo-wop but since Miles Wanna cool out
You can do that Miles, blow your trmpet
Show the people
Just what its to do