JAZZ IS DEAD (feat. Gary Bartz & Kassa Overall)

Jazz is dead

We don't give a f*** what they said (No, we don't)

For this music, only our people bled

I'm owning all my masters, hear me, jazz is dead

Born from the Black intellectual mind

Swingin' with that afrobeat in J Dilla time

We the truth-torchbearers, open your eyes

Ain't gonna let these institutions teach our culture to die

They can't gentrify our spirits when the people align

We can set Black music free and watch the vibrations rise

Got me rappin', "Jazz is dead," get that filth out your mind

I brought the elder Gary Bartz to tell you all one more time (Let's go)

Jazz is dead, jazz is dead

Jazz, jazz is dead

Oh, jazz is dead

Jazz is dead, jazz is dead, jazz is dead

Long live music, jazz is dead

I bring death to life to jazz, Lazarus

I lounge in the ho house, my name is a perfume

She move like a saint, but the dance cadaverous

Heard she sing songs on the stage of a full moon

Listen to it, the philosophical **** music

Learn a couple words, you might even get to do it

Mass-produce the habits and rhythm

Leave me in the dark with a match and a prism

You got a diploma, but gotta get paid

You laughin' and smilin', but dancin' in chains, shh

You could be the death of me

(Jazz is dead)

(Long live the music)