Freedom Jazz Dance

First you put your feet together then you do a little walk You dance around and then you have a little talk You grab her and you throw her now you both are getting badder then you stop and hold together bumping asses all around Man the music's really movin' and this tune is outta sight It was composed by Eddie Harris late one night He took it and he moved it and he grooved it and it's cool that he was feelin' nice and free and that's the way it ought to be Evolution of the Groove like ape to man, man to alien Like drinking wells to Evian From Shakespeare to Machiavellian Not much change same game just different names Evolution like how we shot dice Got nice with a small SONY box on the blocks every night Evolution like Herbie Hancock on piano Ron Carter on que sticks All live music's not a sample Tony Williams on drum sticks Olu Dara plays the trumpet Miles Davis conducts this Evolution of the Groove A room full of gods and goddess, a table, some chairs A glass of the best bottle that aged for years The fashion express immaculate wears The stages lit up, he comes on backwards, we stare (What's your name?) With his back to us Jazz music, fingers snap to it Fast forward 2019 I'll rap to it So proud to be alive to tell you young chaps who is The artist 'cause I rap think I'm that clueless? See my hat tilted, foul move, loud, rude Think I ain't that dude who value the art that Miles do Like I don't get down to the Miles tunes What ya think I lounge to? Bjork, Marvin Prince, I crave Lennon and they all got a 'lil Miles Davis in 'em