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Jazzoetry - The Last Poets
Rhythms and sounds
In leaps and bounds
Scales and notes and endless quotes
Hey black soul being told
Hypnotizing while improvising is mentally appetizing
Off on a tangent
Ain't got a cent
Searching soaring exploring
Seek and you shall find
More time more time
More time more time
More time more time
More time more time
To find who how where were you are you blue
We're not thru digging the new
Climbing higher soul's on fire
Seeking the top can't stop dig bop
Left earth on a new birth
In s e out s e our place and face us
Regenerated hiss complicated vibrating educating stimulating
Young and old as a whole
Those who know jazz is prose
And how it goes and is going to be
Me us we free
Baby can't you see
Hey check tt out without a doubt what it's all about then shout
Off and on being born
Rhythmically in a wail can't fail smooth sail
Break it down run it around
And give it a pound on the town in the world
Dig the sound of our love inside our pride that's on the ride
Jazzoetry is poetry
Getting hat on a scat
The beginning of this the end of that
Riffling on a cue the play is never through
Solid baby me and you
Smooth glowin' and flowin' while your horn is blowin'
Puttin' on the show
Digging some mo' black ego
Going up growin' up that's us
Smokin' cooking hard boiled like a cobra coiled
Blowing your mind to rhythmic time
Digging up driving striving arriving at conclusions
Life and death all in one breath
Minor chords soft keys summer breeze winter freeze listen please
Breakin' the rules schooling the fools
Jazz is cool that's the truth
Dig my proof rhythm and swing doing your thing
Abnormally informally jazzoetry is poetry
Poetic vibes masculine bass
Flute and drums pick up the pace
Piano keys on a spiralling flight
That's jazzoetry in black and white
Brilliant colours glowing hues
Intimate expressions personal views
Spreadin' the news by way of the blues
Brothers others lovers mothers sons friends
Brothers others lovers
Mothers sons friends
Brothers others lovers mothers sons friends
On the set ain't none of y'all been freed yet
Trying to pin what's happening
What you're coming from and going to
Communicating with me and you
Internal feeling is spiritually healing
When I'm dealing with jazz
That has turned me on
Blow that horn
That has turned me on
Blow that horn
That has turned me on
Blow that horn
Blow that horn
Turned me on