prelude (jazz)

from "the little jazz mix-tape" by MC (Till)

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Now, Now, now I stress, oh yes I stress!
I stress too much.
Because my Reality is good. Good people. Good food. Good health. I feel good. Good music. Good Jazz. Great Jazz. Like my grandpa used to play. Yeah, that old Zenith record player. He would put the record on and He would sit in front of that player. Above it hung pictures of all my cousins. I reckon He would sit there listen to jazz and think about all his grandkids. I inherited a good life through him. My parents. And yet, with my life being so good I still find the time to… I find the time to (stress)…

lyrics

Went from beautiful raw to a beautiful break
Now my life is sittin in a pretty beautiful place
A space for forgiveness and abundance in grace
When I walk outside I see a usual face

No longer live within traditions of men
Exept for those traditions that win, hence
I will not accept reckless blind acceptance
However, I will accept the divine when

I’m in the presence of my elders and friends and
they speak to me with love no condescending
I sport free hip-hop, no God is pending
Just livng in this world hope God is in me

(hook): 8
I stress and worry in my mind
But that stress and worry is a lie
If you look in my soul then you find
I am beautiful, most beautiful

I put that stress and worry on you
But that stress and worry isn’t you
If I look in your soul it is true
You are beautiful, most beautiul

Verse 2
Life is ruff, our diamonds are scuffed
We can’t see nor find what we are alive to love
But we search for it and we seek for it
And in between we hurt for it

(so believe this irrational thought and)
Accept this irrational thought
Lead me from love and a practical god
(As if) or (like) god loves us but disregards his creation
Like a father loves a child from a distant location

Out of all that religion and made up mess
Comes a lift non-fiction, hard, but not complex
It’s simple really, embrace pain and the laughter
Of the people we love, after all, that’s all that matters