Song Lyrics Buckshot Lefonque - Music Evolution    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> B>> Buckshot Lefonque Singer Lyrics [Buckshot Lefonque other resources]>> Music Evolution Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: Buckshot Lefonque Music Title/Track: Music Evolution Theme ID: 10430 Album: N/A 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 that 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 (2x) 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's 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 case 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 weighs a ton Convicted 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's an ill format Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Rivers Of Babylon, Brown Girl In The Ring, He Was a Steppenwolf, Heart of Gold, Ma Baker, Marys Boy Child, Motherless Child, Never Change Lovers in the Middle of the Night, Nightflight to Venus, Rasputin, Still Im Sad, Sunny, Bang Bang Lulu, Barbarella Fortuneteller, Bel Ami, Boonoonoonoos, Children Of Paradise, Dreadlock Holiday, Fever, Gloria, Can You Waddle, Going Back West, Got a Man on My Mind, Happy Song, I Feel Good, I See a Boat on the River, Kalimba De Luna, King of the Road, Living Like a Moviestar, Love for Sale, Malaika, My Cherie Amour, Plantation Boy, Take the Heat off Me, 10.000 Lightyears, El Lute, Goodbye My Friend, Jimmy, Little Drummer Boy, Ribbons of Blue, Sad Movies, Somewhere in the World, Two of Us, When a Child Is Born, I Shall Sing, Oceans of Fantasy, Got Cha Loco, Sideshow, Spell, Three Ring Circus, (We Aint Got) Nothin Yet, Other Buckshot Lefonque song Lyrics Another Day Lyrics Better Than I Am Lyrics Black Monday Lyrics Phoenix Lyrics Samba Hop Lyrics Other Artists Leforestier Catherine Lyrics Left Banke Lyrics Left Banke The Lyrics Left Eye Lyrics Left Eye feat. Andre Rison Lyrics Left Eye feat. Angela Hunte Lyrics M Lyrics M A R R S Lyrics M Boney Lyrics Boney M Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy