Young Jazz Giants - YJG lyrics

While others floss Jay-Z
I floss Coltrane and that nasty
Thang with doves on it
While your woman stares at me
Dreamin' of us love jonesin'
Cellphonin' and politickin' while
Eatin' fried chicken

My hands slowly slip over
The black and whites
Like the ghetto bird at night
Bassman understands my ghetto blues
And how it comes in hues
Of light and dark skinned women
Her African curves all the venom
And the way she moves them the poison

So to moisten her jelly-roll
I tell her that the water
Gets muddy down south she replied that if I
Wanted her strange fruit
I should start blowin'
Not knowin' I was as smooth as
A sax dude in Fubu with cornrows
I caressed the tips of her toes
It wouldn't be long before
She would find a solo from my trombone

Moved slowly 'cuz the chorus came
In ooh's and aah's first four quarter notes
It was- ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Then a half note- o-o-o oh, and then a pause
I knew I had come
To point that I could beat like a bass drum
And I did

First lightly tapping her hi hat
Every once in a while hearing a loud blare
As I felt against her snare

But the t- t- k- came faster
To three quarter time and it was
T- t- t-, t- t- t-, t- t- t- and it became
Inchworm, inchworm measuring the marigolds

Then a loud cymbal crash
As I felt her climax not once but twice
The second time was rough
Made her turn 'round and look at me
Like "where you come from?"
I told her "we come
From juke joints and small clubs
Barely big enough for three folks
While my saxophone screams
Like the typical negro dreams
Full of agony and pain
That bring the sunshine again
Sadness and joy that made me shy and coy
But it was mostly my hip-hop defiance
From being a Young Jazz Giant"