Memoirs of Hi Tech Jazz

Lyrics

[Intro: Black Nix] Okay [Spoken Word: Black Nix] Open minds (Open minds, open minds) Open hearts, people A history lesson that'll thread the needle In a haystack, I'm Black Proud and groovin' Two-steppin' down a beaten path, massed (Massed) Oblivious to greatness in our sight With this unknown embedded birthright Diamond in the rough or D. Mecca for short Our sound's being packaged for export Picture blurred (Pictured blurred) Changing narratives occurred (Lost in the midst of our foundation) Lost in the midst of our foundation The highest aesthetic of excellence (Thе highest aesthetic) [Outro: Black Nix] Mеmoirs of Hi-Tech Jazz