Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Smooth to the ooze came Butter
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Try to gank my style and
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I'll hip you to the heater
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At the speed of bop
grew the hard rock
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You can ask my dads Chairman
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Mao comrades
Squattin' at they pads
Diggin' on the jazz that's the half of it
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Uncle Sam showed us all his
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space we refuted it
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Told him that ghetto is the aim,
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let go of my brain
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Then we changed your boogie cause your
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boogie had to change
Verse 2
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Caught a fat chat with a cat
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where I'm from
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Flipping mad tracks on
a love child Nickel Bag
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Ah Mecca much jive and a jazz touch
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With a straight no chase,
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a Dig Plan erase
Snatch an acid insect
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changed her dialect
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{Kept it}
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Mr. Doodlebug come
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tight with a ticket
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Said we couldn't drip it
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Came in and we kicked it with
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a glass of water on the rocks
Verse 3
Nip it
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Jazz, in the last 5 years has
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progressed in its fits
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And starts of sudden discoveries and
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Startled reactions. New principles,
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new sounds
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New rhythms and harmonies have been
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ad vanced with unusual frequency
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Not surprisingly, many of the younger musicians
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have been quietly digesting
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This information almost as
quiuckly as it has appeared
As a result,
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they've acquired a degree of
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Musical sophistication which supersedes many of
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the previous standards of excellence
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So it's no longer especially relevant
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to ask the young saxophone player
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For example, to demonstrate his ability by run
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ning through all the Charlie Parker licks
Verse 4
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Come little hoods peep
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out the eyelids
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Stash a fat gat cause the loops let you dig
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With a Bloom Swoon and a Full Moon
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Mecca Bug no fake takes
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we let alone baits
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Pitchin' up your cakes might cause
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a horn rush but then a bass flush
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Meta more emphasis as I trip this
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Butter bug pour it out the mouth
Verse 5
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O.K. floater to the order don't we
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wreck before we split
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From the chaos came the fattest little shit
By the soak of it at the point
of hammer click
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You could either read a little Marx
or hang with Spiddyocks
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When the bass faces fix the deepest
cuts they're the sickest
Then we just make you think
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you boomed with a quickness
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This is what's the haps when
I go to do my smack
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Cause the word got around about three cool cats
Outro 1
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