Luyện nghe bài hát Jazz Thing (Video Mix)

(feat. Marsalis (instrumentally only))

"I would like to play a. little tune I composed not so long ago"
"Ms. Billie, Ms. Billie, Ms. Holiday"

[drum roll] [piano played]

"Byrd.?" [trumpet solo] [group
[Guru] "The music jazz."

It's roots are in the of the African
Or should I say the mother. us back again
From the drummin on the Congo, we came with a flow
And continue to
move, to the beat of the t'balo
Now dig the and follow
For then it landed, on American
the sweat, the blood, and the toil
Hear, "Praise the Lord," on chain gangs
Pain felt, but it helped them to maintain
Scott Joplin's rags, Smith's blues
St. Louis blues, were all the news
Ringin smooth. in all the listeners
Fulfillin the needs, and the seeds
Of a thing

Oliver's group was a train comin through
To Chicago, bringin the New groove
And Satchmo blew, the audience knew
Basil Street blues was the whole tune
It was music. to dance to
Great to to with a lot to say to you
Relaying a message, revealing the
Of a jazz

[DJ Premier "jazz music"]

In the 40's came be-bop, the be-bop
The be-bop, so let me talk about
Diz' and Byrd, the word
how a beat could be so complete
Playing with ferocity, with velocity
ornathology, or anthropology
And even?, and is real history
Theolonious Monk, a thunk
No mistakes were made the notes he played
His conception, was? re
A star glowing bright dim lights
The did cite that he sounded alright
Charlie Mingus, nimble fingers
Droppin the bass, all the place
And Max Roach, socking
Bass drum talking, snare rocking
Restructuring. the
Of a jazz

Coltrane, a man supreme
He was the cream. he was the one
The impression of Blue
And of the promise, was not kept
He was a step, and there was Ornette Coleman
He was another man
The original invisible, playing great
I wonder why the? Bangles? use it
Now see
The real mystery is how history
Created by white men or any white man
pretended he originated "uh-huh."
And contended he innovated "uh-huh."
A thing
("Of we know who can really blow")
Scheamin on the
Of a thing

And this music ain't dead, so be misled
By those who said that was on it's deathbed
Cause Betty Carter sings a song
Ain't nuttin on, but simply good music
And you won't it
She's takin her time, makin the rhyme
Sonny Rollins, tenor
With a big old tone, recitin
With as words, and haven't you heard
NEXT STOP BUTTER, PAST OLEO
Now young cats blowin
And more and more people, yes they be knowin
Jazz ain't the past, this music's last
And as the facts unfold, remember who
The 90's, be the decade of
A thing "I love jazz music" [x3]

scratches "I love jazz music"]

A thing...