Music is

OK, alright
So I ask myself this question
What is music?
And my answer, well
It went a little something like this
It's intrinsic
It's rhythmic
It's electric, it's pure magic
It's sometimes scientific
And cataclysmic, it's organic
It's sizing graphic, and orgasmic
It's History
It's a Wes Montgomery guitar lick or
Charlie Parker strivin' on a riff
It's not always the ladies
It is on some other shit
It's prolific and religious
It's a gift
Let me say that one more time
It's a gift
So I pose the same question to you
Yes, you
Sitting in the XXX
With the spinnin' XXX and the hottest chick
What is music?
And if you ask me, your answer should
Go a little something like this
It's pornographic
It's mimic
It's not wеll crafty, it's horrific
It isn't even artistic
Most of them MC can еven spit
It's offensive
It's pimp and bitch and who you sleepin' with
Street XXX it
I shouldn't even be listening to it
'Cause it's bullshit
Yeah, can't they think of it?
It's bullshit
Turn this off if
You don't wanna hear it
'Cause I can only come with the realness
Keep listening to the mainstream radio
If you wanna hear the fake shit
OK, now
Bring it back real wildness
What is music
It's a teacher, a healer, a comfort, a soundtrack
To life
To protest
To celebration
To war
To loving and losing
To just about everything
It's everything
It's ageless
And boundless and perpetual
Many have risked XXX for it
For music
Now think about it
Again
What is
Music?
It's intrinsic, it's rhythmic
It's electric, it's
Pure magic
It's sometimes scientific and cataclysmic
It's organic, it's sizing graphic and orgasmic
It's History
It's a Wes Montgomery guitar lick or
Charlie Parker strivin' on a riff and
Just in case you didn't know it
Ain't always the ladies, it is
On some other shit
It's prolific and religious
It's prolific and religious
It's a gift
Now think about it
It's a gift
Now think about it
Many have risked XXX for it
For music
It's a gift
Now think about it
Come on
Now think about it