Lyrics:

Chorus: Music evolution change Sometimes the common makes it sound strange Add a little this, take out a little that Then you'll come up with jazz called rap Where it's at, bring it back Because it is an ill format (Repeat) Once upon a time not long ago When all the cats went to hear Satchmo blow Groovin' at a tempo fast or slow Jazz was at a new plateau ready to grow Also developing ways to make dough Although we always heard no when at a show The Klan couldn't keep the man from makin' mo' Better blues, kinda confused here's the news These grooves is better than your blue suede shoes Some G's are fake and some will make moves I prove jazz gone up another level Real without making a deal with the devil And so, I'm about to let the world know That bebop and skattin' was an old school flow Callaway was a dope MC, you didn't know? Now that the years gone by some will try Try to make that hip hop and jazz thing die When it was skat before it was rap, Yo it was fly Now it brings tears to the eye, oh my I didn't hear that back in the days I wonder why Chorus: Ennie, meenie, minie, mo Let's pick a song Let's make it long and add the rap to make it strong And if it's wrong, then I'll chill and let it stop If not, then I'll bust chops to get props To make sure jazz and hip hop is at the tip top But wait, we must cross roads to get it straight in rhyme there's a thin line between love and hate Some state rap will never make it out the gate But I'm here to cause a debate and contemplate Why jazz and hip hop is considered second rate But what' the use, if I proceed to break it loose There's always an excuse why the r