Jazz lyrics

[Verse 1]

Jazz is the substance and base

Of manifestation of Grits for Nubian taste

The voice of the horn cries for freedom of imprisonment

Releasing the soul from the shackles of environment

The bass is like the blood in your veins

Pumping breath to your organs so life can maintain

Of course we need the skins to keep the timin'

Like your heart plays the part of keepin' everything in line

Like brain waves the keys sound signals in spurts and harmony

Where would you be without the melody

The vocalist in this quartet is the Spirit

Or better yet the Son of Man

So there you have it broken down anatomically

Grits illustrated for the ones that doubt

Cause the heart is expressed in the music and always has

This is what I think about Jazz

[Chorus 1]

Jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

Jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

[Post-Chorus]

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, the jazz, the jazz

[Verse 2]

Rap is not Hip Hop so let's get it straightened

Hip Hop is life and culture not revenue

Birthed from the generation of the younger

The hunger for equality fathered this child

The mother is the music which influenced it's creation

Jazz was the cry from the parents of this new Nation

Since it's birth I've grown with it even though

It's been the target of murder and a victim of rape

Yet it still live's never givin' in

Takin' deeper breaths grippin' tighter than a vise

Many misunderstand it's true meaning

They think it's economic and this causes drama

Black-birthed, black-grown, black-owned

Was the thought intended, but now the plans demented

Will a million Blacks even support it's own Creation

Until then I'm teachin' other's of the strugglin' Nation

[Chorus 1]

Jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

Jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

[Post-Chorus]

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

The jazz, the jazz, the jazz, the jazz

[Verse 3]

The jazz, the jazz, I love the jazz

And always have it represents my culture

My roots stem from a musical background

Ancestral voices sing to my spirit

In the wind I hear it's messages telling me

To stay strong through the hatred of others

Love thy enemy sounds so wrong to me

The reward is in the end so I feel suicidal

Strength unseen is laced in the chords

I consume volumes at a time when I hoard

My survival lies in my faith in the Savior

And the Savor of jazz music in my ear

[Chorus 2]

The jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

Jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

Jazz is the mother and Hip Hop's the child

She died and revived now her child's runnin' wild

Grits is the tool and Hip Hop's the Nation

Sent to teach those of Truth and Creation

• Artist:GRITS
• Album:Mental Releases (1995)