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I'm in a jazz club, I hear the music play |
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I feel the saxophone notes but I just stare at his face |
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And I reflect upon his fluid form of movements |
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His use of the best band comprised of a couple students, my goodness! |
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I mean talent wise his skill was incomparable |
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To anything that I've seen so I just ponder and watch |
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I just look on and really didn't want it to stop tracks that he laid |
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paid for the train in my thoughts I patiently wait |
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thinking bout this man and his past Did he rock a million shows |
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make a hundred thousand in cash With a few platinum plaques |
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at his pad outside of reno Or did he fall deep inside of a new casino |
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These are questions that I pose when I ponder On the chance of me |
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like 20 years down the road when I am half of me |
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Will I fall under the same fate or direction? |
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Lessons that I've learned when I burn through my conceptions |
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Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city |
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I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me |
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I hear the key notes dancing and I know it |
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Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet |
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Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city |
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I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me |
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I hear the key notes dancing and I know it |
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Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet |
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I was told that if you're blessed with a gift the most selfish |
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Thing you could do is pretend that it didn't exist |
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So I take drums that hit, with a jazzy riff when I spit |
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My moms flipped her script when I told her about my gigs but its cool, |
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she knew that I was driven at twenty two |
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now its coming full circle, kicking it back to you |
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Graduated school with a new point of a vengeance |
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Farewell to my fears I will stay clear of your venom |
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Stumbled on the serum, chillin with nothing left |
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Feelings in my chest like I'm ripping it through a vest |
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And im taking it to the next step, kill the regret |
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Any mistakes that I made is now a part of my past |
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Im taking it home, can't stop, leave it alone |
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Part of myself yells to keep keeping it going |
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The lights dim down again the Saxophone starts to play |
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I start to picture everything, I wish I could say |
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Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city |
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I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me |
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I hear the key notes dancing and I know it |
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Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet |
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Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city |
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I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me |
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I hear the key notes dancing and I know it |
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Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet |
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I lounge back while I relapse and I might go |
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The whole track starts to relax and I write slow |
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Back to the tempo pondering music |
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When I would think about the future with songs |
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That'll get me through it I'm good |
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deal it if I'm misunderstood |
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Hope my future children see, take it and they achieve |
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Poppa Followed Christ, poppa was in love |
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Poppa had dreams but Poppa will never be |
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A puppet used to poison the passionate plus irrelevant |
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Portraits on a beat, taking a part of me |
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I rather take a seat in a room full of my heroes |
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Their hair turning grey, wearing their cowl and cape |
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I just listen, taking mental notes within my vision |
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The longer conversation im pondering my condition |
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As a writer, the lights start to flicker on its brighter |
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As passion starts to leave I make a promise to write her |
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Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city |
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I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me |
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I hear the key notes dancing and I know it |
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Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poetIts just a cold night, im chilling in my city |
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I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me |
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I hear the key notes dancing and I know it |
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Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet |
