Hasan Salaam - Musical Chairs lyrics

[Verse 1: Hasan Salaam] The melodies and harmonies stick to your ribs Like hominy grits in the winter you dig As a kid I was raised on the sounds of Motown From Planet Rock where galactic B-boys throw down Breath of fresh air in the depths of despair No matter how bad it get, the music gets there Park jams remind us of Congo Square And that feeling gets your a** up like musical chairs Sang spirituals on the plantation for salvation From blues shaman to DJs and beat breaking It's so sacred, just know the ledge Said if it wasn't for the music I'd be better off dead [Hook: Baron] It lifts me up And calms me down When I am lost It's through the sound I find my inner light through music Music is my life [Verse 2: Hasan Salaam] The vibe that I'm giving you Been the same since I was rocking James Brown tunes in Mama's Living room No silver spoon, hairbrush, microphone and a boom box Lip-syncing to M.J, moon-walking across the spot in some tube socks From the bricks to the boondocks Hip hop got the ba** bumping up higher than blue tops Ghetto griots still spitting they oo-ops Like Pops on the block harmonizing his Doo-Wops Air guitars turn us all to rock superstars Hear your song, sing along, no matter who you are! [Hook] [Verse 3: Hasan Salaam] This is for the Godfather of Soul and Charles Parker Bird lives in the flatted fifths we play sharper Bob Marley them no capture fire starter Big and Pac, still rockin' to the Music of Martyrs John Lennon, Marvin Gaye, relevant to this day No bullet could take music away! Burning Hollywood with P.E leading the way Yelling f** the police with N.W.A Ray Charles sang with 20/20 vision And Fela's freedom got found in the rhythm Listened to the pain of Kurt Cobain And saw God in the notes of Saint John Coltrane Aaliyah singing proof that angels existed Jimi Hendrix "Purple Haze" made sure we was lifted Voice for the voiceless, just gotta say Ashe Let's keep celebrating Billie Holiday! [Hook]