That's How We Do It

THATS HOW WE DO IT

Critics and cynics complain that it’s a fallacy

Claiming rap music has a lack of musicality

But in reality none of the critics can rap

So they don’t know the facts but they’re always on the

attack see

Rhythm and poetry that’s what a rap is

It takes musicality, focus and practice

The rhythm is rapid like the notes of a jazz lick

Or if it’s a triplet it slows down like traffic

You might point out that it lacks a melody

But rap can be melodic like Ella or Della Reese

I don’t care about your musical pedigrees

Cos I’m the half breed of a jazz funk legacy

You better be on point when you diss it

Cos we know the critics of rap are all bigots

So dig it

This is how I kick it and it’s beautiful

Don’t ever try to tell me that my rap isn’t musical

That’s how it is

That’s how we do it

That’s why I love this hip hop music

The same critics talking trash and dissing rap

Listen to jazz, rhythm and blues and classical gas

Maybe they never studied the past or just don’t mind

That jazz wasn’t considered a music at one time

They don’t want to admit that it might last

A very long time like jazz and it’s no fad

Rap tracks continue to pack kiddies knapsacks

So listen to the sax sayin’ somethin and that’s that

Now I can rap alone spontaneous like a saxophone solo

Without a chaperone or a stack of poems

I’m deep like a baritone singing in catacombs

Back in the days I used to freestyle for accolades

What other musical genre besides rap

Crafts lyric gems just as rhythmic as hi-hats

What other music improvises up wisecracks

To make the crowd happily clap

And why’s that?

That’s how it is

That’s how we do it

That’s why I love this hip hop music

See I grew up in Philly listening to the Roots

And Black Thought taught me the rules of this rap sport

And now I’m hip-hoppin’ on planes taking it worldwide

To make the fellas clap and the beautiful girls sigh

And every now and then critics emerge

Telling me rap’s not a music and I think it’s absurd

Cos I transcribe the rhythms and I know that I’m right

And I show and prove my theory when I’m holding the mic

I know you might not respect what I do

But at least hear me out when I’m stepping to you

Cos I’m not your average cat waving a gat

When I rap I freestyle while I’m taking a nap

Making them clap to the music as I travel the globe

A representative

With my pen I give a sensitive consideration to my

sentences

That’s the concept

Take it to the hook let me put it in context