Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Dee Jays

Yes! chillin in the place now
and heather b, ms. melodie
Dj jamal-ski, dj parker
And of course we are much darker
Because the is in effect
So it out, man!
And try not to bite the
Poi!

So come in now the chorus of the day
Because we don't

Chorus:

It takes 7 dee jays to control a
It takes one soundsystem music loud
It 7 dee jays to control a sound
But d-nice, you're gonna the party live

it, yo
I love to diss whores, I to do tours
Makin young ladies drop their drawers
And when they drop em, I don't em, check it
the fat boys said, i "brrrrrrrr, stick em!"
From that point on, I say on for the night
But I love it when the just call me d-nice
And if she bold and try to ask for a fee
I say, "please hoe, it's all me"

b]
It's not the star banner or the red white and blue
But the underground sister the edutainment crew
So what you do, is up if you work for bush
Cause all the presidential prison politicians
Gotta get mushed, gimme back my you sucka
You beat down my and you raped my mother africa
And now you wanna at her
I feel pickin up a razor, and slashin ya
up margaret thatcher and unmaskin her
To out she's a man without a manicure
Go to president deklerk without her
And bust shots for south africa
And if margaret jumps in, I start her
For every freedom fighter crashin her
And heather b will get nastier
And pull out my two derringer
yes, heather b comes classier
Cause heather b, jamal-ski, and krs the
Makes up the dope crew called,
You'll find the law of on the two turntables
So out for the fresh edutainer label

Biddi-by-by, by, by-by-by, jamal-ski, ki-ki-kiyah!

[jamal-ski] guess}
Jump up and be the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me for the mic
They call me top
Me bigga me badda mad hatta me it well and dead-ly
Me nah got no millimeter, me not want ya uzi
But I kill run a leggin on dancee
Blam! blam! we out and yes you are the don
You hold for the mic upon call me lyrical champion
Me bigga me black, me if me chat, ya know me and ya done
Me read genesis unto relevation
Me nice and into england, nice it up in
Me have armitage, me enough stylee
Me whyla, grab the mic andna, to me, andna

Come in de dance the nuff stylee
And krs-one, now comin in harmony

Now I'm comin to the dancehall, call
Follow me follow me, sister
I perk, perk, perk, perk you
You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your
Perk, perk, perk, you up-a
You don't need no coffee, let me, your cup
I'm a, stimulator,
Activator,
Captivator,
Perculator, you up
harmony, the minor key
That moves the rhythm passionately
I ego trippin I do it humbly
Cause everybody's to hear the sound of bdp
easy, for me you see
I ain't the one or the two, I'm the
And (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)

Chorus:

It 7 dee jays to control a sound
It takes one soundsystem playin loud
It 7 dee jays to control a sound
But krs, you're gonna make the live

Well now blastmaster krs-one
When we come in the dance, my lyrics not
Pray to my cause yes me are the son
Cause you are the and my pro-tection
Any sucker mc must run
Kyan't test the down production man
Move ya ras claat, bdp alone
lyrics 'pon the microphone
Every posse know we come in the
We reality-ta-tee an'
Reality,
We nah deal with sickness and
We come up in the dance in the ruff
In the discipline is just a flyer
Come up in the dance with my man called edi
On the we have the man d-square
Come up in the dance, and him must comb him
up in the dance, and me let off a clip-ah
At bush, cause him d my nigga
Krs-one, him the president
The crew bdp, melo-di-di-de-de

[ms.
Comin live and direct in full
Ms. m-e-l-o-d-i-e on the mic
Well I'm up in your face like the wind from a
Got my around your throat, like you're chokin on a gizzard
If someone said, damn, who is it?
It's ms. melodie, the real, so get it

[? ]
pessimistic, a big conspiracy
The way they blacks, in white society
erection rebellion, revolution uprisin
Takin no shorts, because jah is
they try to manage and rule
Dictate, regulate, and the fool
why I search, explore, inspect, investigate
Drop down knowledge, and dub plates

Kill dub mi say kill dub plate-ah
Kill dub mi say kill dub plate-ah
Krs-one, boy, come fi straighter
up and doin the dance but not from eighty-eight-ah
Every posse know me come in the dance not
Come in early, posse captivator
Krs-one, and enough herb
Come up in the dance, and we cannot
Krs-one, them call me
Krs-one, me come to nice up any
Krs-one, them me krs-one-ah
Krs-one, me come to up any jam
Me comin in the dance, with the crew called
with the set is a harmony-ah
Ms. melodie and my man p ah
Come in jam and at what a raw stylee

{best gues}
Them name me permanent, permanent, permanent,

Jump up upon me to run it again
Me work pon the microphone you betta your best friend
Tell your and tell you fadda
And your sista and yuh bruda
A when they hold fi di mic call me dj murderahh
Me champion, they call me lyrical champion
Lyrical champion, they call me champion, follow me now
Lyrical champion, well they call me champion, flash it
Oil the mic and ah, me on the jam
Jump the mala the mic in ah me hand an' a
When me do that, the fi run
Some of dem sell fi cocaine, of dem sell ganjah
But I'm the one msn jamal me sell the culture
And me hold pon the microphone, they call me
Now, top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity
Top celebrity, top celebrity, hoo-hah, ha-hah!
Top celebrity, top celebrity, top rankin
I'm the one jamal-ski dem from new york
dey call me, bdp posse an' a
Jamal now can stylee
circulate, never ever imitate
When me hold pon the microphone, say me lyrics dem
Test me, and you'll, test your
Blam! blam! now can know yes you are the don an' a
in now krs-one, an' a

Ma-ma, ma-ma, ma
Ma-ma, ma-ma, ma
Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma
Me a melt down the
Melt down the sound, come mi say melt the sound-ah
Krs-one, the master of the and noun ah
in the dance and my skin is yes browner
Kings, up, crown
Queen, rip up, dancehall ah
posse know that we ah rule every sound
Jump up in the and run every town ah
Dj, nuff,
Come up in the dance, bucks em right ah
If you a prince we'll flood ya and you ah
Krs-one ah, up better sound ah
in the dance, we a mash right down ah
Down, to the
Krs him the number one sound
sound sound, sound-sound sound sound sound
Number one what in creation
with yourself it's called masturbation
Chop it off,
Jesus get the crucifixion
Three days later,
He's comin back, read
the book, pick up your gun
And fight in the african
man, get liberation
Wicked man get
It's the battle of armageddeon
my mouth is a translation
Unto recknoning to
african education
Dj parker yes you are the don
teach nuff wisdom

Chorus:

It takes 7 dee to control a sound
It takes one soundsystem playin music
It takes 7 dee to control a sound
But larock, you're gonna make the party live
It

1 dee jay, jay ah jay ah jay
Ah 1 a jay jay ah jay ah jay
It takes 1, jay jay, a jigga jay jay
Ah 1 a jay jay ah jay
It takes a jigga to your face, a jay jay
Ah 1 a jay jay ah jigga jay, a jigga
1 a jay jay a jay jay a jay
1 jay a jigga jay a jigga jay a
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