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The beat sound like a beautiful brown sister
Crossing a street - attitude - but she's still sweet
Underneath that hard shell a southern belle
I smile at her let her know that I mean well
She's seen hell, most have
She keeps the same ice grill as she hail a cab
I laugh and walk past, I mean no harm
But the frown gonna wrinkle your face
In a place where nobody notices
Focused on their own space
The rat race, the fast pace
Wouldn't blink if you walked past naked
Drop some money on the floor - they're gonna take it
Self-absorbed and self-a**ured
Till they get knocked off their axis but toll hikes and taxes
It's just typical day in any big city USA
Now let's ride through the Metropolis
[Natalya: vocalize]
Cause there ain't no stoppin' us
(just jazz thing)
New York, New York - big city of dreams
LA, LA - big city of dreams
Chitown, Chitown - big city of dreams
Its a jazz thing (its a jazz thing)
Still
The beat sound like a warm sunday afternoon
Lemonade on the porch in the middle of june
Back when kids played in the street
Back when everyone you seen - you greet
This is the birth of a renaissance
That old Sax 5th ave flow it's ambience
And Gas like that rap Roy Hargrove
And me - I'm that rap Nat King Cole
Smooth crooner
Lady k**er, Seat filler
Headliner, Band Leader, Kiss stealer
The one that got you movin' to the beat
Head nodding in your seat, two-stepping with you feet
And rest in peace to GURU
Cause this is Jazzmatazz for the new school
And I'm true blue, plus i'm too cool
Check my videos on YouTube, and just ride to it
And maybe you could vibe to it
No maybe's though...
Rio, Rio - big city of dreams
Madrid, Madrid - big city of dreams
Buenos Aires...
Its a jazz thing
Yeah
(vocalize)
Its a jazz thing
Definition of the jazz thing