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Music Evolution Lyrics - Singles - Buckshot Lefonque

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 rapper gets abuse 

Don't wanna tangle because the angle is obtuse 

Same kinda cas that was facin' the juice 

My tongue can get necks hung, where's the noose 

My hypotenuse was to make rap fun 

But what I done has put the soldier on the run 

From sun to sun carryin' weight that weights a ton 

Convinced without a gun 

Forget the fame of your name they need someone 

to blame 

For murder one 

Chorus (5x) 

Change 

Strange 

This 

That 

Jazz 

Rap 

Because it is an ill format 

Are you remember?

Leatherside

Artist: Wrens