I'm in a jazz club, I hear the music play I feel the saxophone notes but I just stare at his face And I reflect upon his fluid form of movements His use of the best band comprised of a couple students, my goodness! I mean talent wise his skill was incomparable To anything that I've seen so I just ponder and watch I just look on and really didn't want it to stop tracks that he laid paid for the train in my thoughts I patiently wait thinking bout this man and his past Did he rock a million shows make a hundred thousand in cash With a few platinum plaques at his pad outside of reno Or did he fall deep inside of a new casino These are questions that I pose when I ponder On the chance of me like 20 years down the road when I am half of me Will I fall under the same fate or direction? Lessons that I've learned when I burn through my conceptions Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me I hear the key notes dancing and I know it Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me I hear the key notes dancing and I know it Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet I was told that if you're blessed with a gift the most selfish Thing you could do is pretend that it didn't exist So I take drums that hit, with a jazzy riff when I spit My moms flipped her script when I told her about my gigs but its cool, she knew that I was driven at twenty two now its coming full circle, kicking it back to you Graduated school with a new point of a vengeance Farewell to my fears I will stay clear of your venom Stumbled on the serum, chillin with nothing left Feelings in my chest like I'm ripping it through a vest And im taking it to the next step, kill the regret Any mistakes that I made is now a part of my past Im taking it home, can't stop, leave it alone Part of myself yells to keep keeping it going The lights dim down again the Saxophone starts to play I start to picture everything, I wish I could say Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me I hear the key notes dancing and I know it Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me I hear the key notes dancing and I know it Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet I lounge back while I relapse and I might go The whole track starts to relax and I write slow Back to the tempo pondering music When I would think about the future with songs That'll get me through it I'm good deal it if I'm misunderstood Hope my future children see, take it and they achieve Poppa Followed Christ, poppa was in love Poppa had dreams but Poppa will never be A puppet used to poison the passionate plus irrelevant Portraits on a beat, taking a part of me I rather take a seat in a room full of my heroes Their hair turning grey, wearing their cowl and cape I just listen, taking mental notes within my vision The longer conversation im pondering my condition As a writer, the lights start to flicker on its brighter As passion starts to leave I make a promise to write her Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me I hear the key notes dancing and I know it Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poetIts just a cold night, im chilling in my city I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me I hear the key notes dancing and I know it Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet
[00:21.80]I'm in a jazz club, I hear the music play [00:24.43]I feel the saxophone notes but I just stare at his face [00:27.22]And I reflect upon his fluid form of movements [00:29.53]His use of the best band comprised of a couple students, my goodness! [00:32.72]I mean talent wise his skill was incomparable [00:35.05]To anything that I've seen so I just ponder and watch [00:38.02]I just look on and really didn't want it to stop tracks that he laid [00:41.46]paid for the train in my thoughts I patiently wait [00:43.70]thinking bout this man and his past Did he rock a million shows [00:46.87]make a hundred thousand in cash With a few platinum plaques [00:50.05]at his pad outside of reno Or did he fall deep inside of a new casino [00:53.69]These are questions that I pose when I ponder On the chance of me [00:56.59]like 20 years down the road when I am half of me [00:59.52]Will I fall under the same fate or direction? [01:02.05]Lessons that I've learned when I burn through my conceptions [01:04.47]Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city [01:07.41]I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me [01:10.19]I hear the key notes dancing and I know it [01:12.52]Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet [01:15.45]Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city [01:18.19]I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me [01:20.92]I hear the key notes dancing and I know it [01:23.25]Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet [01:26.22]I was told that if you're blessed with a gift the most selfish [01:29.36]Thing you could do is pretend that it didn't exist [01:31.50]So I take drums that hit, with a jazzy riff when I spit [01:33.87]My moms flipped her script when I told her about my gigs but its cool, [01:37.41]she knew that I was driven at twenty two [01:39.23]now its coming full circle, kicking it back to you [01:41.96]Graduated school with a new point of a vengeance [01:44.70]Farewell to my fears I will stay clear of your venom [01:47.68]Stumbled on the serum, chillin with nothing left [01:50.11]Feelings in my chest like I'm ripping it through a vest [01:52.70]And im taking it to the next step, kill the regret [01:55.28]Any mistakes that I made is now a part of my past [01:57.99]Im taking it home, can't stop, leave it alone [02:00.68]Part of myself yells to keep keeping it going [02:03.36]The lights dim down again the Saxophone starts to play [02:06.04]I start to picture everything, I wish I could say [02:08.81]Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city [02:11.96]I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me [02:14.63]I hear the key notes dancing and I know it [02:16.91]Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet [02:19.69]Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city [02:22.63]I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me [02:25.36]I hear the key notes dancing and I know it [02:27.72]Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet [02:30.30]I lounge back while I relapse and I might go [02:33.15]The whole track starts to relax and I write slow [02:36.14]Back to the tempo pondering music [02:38.31]When I would think about the future with songs [02:40.63]That'll get me through it I'm good [02:42.36]deal it if I'm misunderstood [02:44.13]Hope my future children see, take it and they achieve [02:47.01]Poppa Followed Christ, poppa was in love [02:49.67]Poppa had dreams but Poppa will never be [02:52.35]A puppet used to poison the passionate plus irrelevant [02:55.03]Portraits on a beat, taking a part of me [02:57.67]I rather take a seat in a room full of my heroes [03:00.40]Their hair turning grey, wearing their cowl and cape [03:03.11]I just listen, taking mental notes within my vision [03:05.64]The longer conversation im pondering my condition [03:08.42]As a writer, the lights start to flicker on its brighter [03:11.10]As passion starts to leave I make a promise to write her [03:14.02]Its just a cold night, im chilling in my city [03:16.81]I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me [03:19.59]I hear the key notes dancing and I know it [03:22.01]Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poetIts just a cold night, im chilling in my city [03:28.02]I got the whole night, nobodies gonna get me [03:30.55]I hear the key notes dancing and I know it [03:32.78]Welcome to the mind of a jazz city poet
