[Black Thought] Uhh.. the molecular mass of that rhythmic ass grass is organic hip-hop jazz that you are all about to witness Groovy units check it owwwwt
be this dope a lethal dose of poisonous potion Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the motion Buckwild Inna style for ya honey child The organization
's plenty more that I could name but ya'll won't put them to use Anyway, I love jazz my man We got the jazz We got the jazz David Sanborn Universe
wear one polyester suit Or maybe rock sandals and robes, no ham I suppose When we meet maybe we should only eat salmon and loaves Should we only like the organ
But it's me, I know the way it should be The flow slow, like me and pmd And that black, will make you real fat A real swinger, and a real cool cat Like a jazz
people crawl are gonna die [Unverified] goes rolling by 'Tis food for thought mobsters Young people shoot their days away I feel kind of thrown away are you loan shark? The organ
wired up to the system is the father plugging in, cueing up, making digital whoopie never before in the history of all has organic and mechanic come together
's plenty more that I could name but ya'll won't put them to use anyway I love jazz my man we got the jazz we got the jazz [DAVID SANBORN] ha ha.... ...
this dope a lethal dose of poisonious potion Stick to the sound that's up and down now sit ya that's the motion Buckwild inna style for ya honey child The organization
go out to the club To see somebody beautiful like you Y'knahmsayin? [Kool Keith] Excuse me Linda, tippin soda with the bartender Tuxedo sometimes, your bodyguard's organized
Douglas, Jack Nimitz, Mike Altschol, Dennis Dreith, and John J. Kelson; Jr. Auto Harp: Carol Lee Miller; Percussion: Gene Estes; Drums: Dennis; Organ