Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Dee Jays

Yes! chillin in the right now
and heather b, ms. melodie
Dj jamal-ski, dj kenny
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 with the of the day
Because we play

krs-one

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

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

b]
It's not the star spangled banner or the red white and
But the underground sister from the crew
So what you do, is back up if you for bush
all the presidential prison pushin politicians
Gotta get mushed, gimme my land you sucka
You beat down my father and you raped my africa
And now you wanna at her
I feel like pickin up a razor, and ya
Snatch up thatcher and unmaskin her
To out she's a man without a manicure
Go to president deklerk askin her
And some shots for south africa
And if jumps in, I start bashin her
For every freedom fighter crashin her
And then heather b get nastier
And out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, heather b classier
Cause b, jamal-ski, and krs the trainer
Makes up the crew called, edutainer
find the law of balance 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] {best
Jump up and be the mic and stick em
Come me the man me work for the mic
They me top celebrity
Me bigga me badda mad hatta me it well and dead-ly
Me nah got no nine millimeter, me not ya uzi
But I kill run a leggin on misses
Blam! blam! we out and yes you are the don
You hold for the mic upon they me lyrical champion
Me bigga me black, me know if me chat, ya me and ya done
Me read from genesis unto
Me nice and england, nice it up in ja-pan
Me have armitage, me enough stylee
Me whyla, grab the mic andna, sing to me,

Come in de with 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, you up-a
You don't need no coffee, let me, your cup-a
Perk, perk, perk, perk you
You don't no coffee, let me, fill your cup
I'm a, stimulator,
Activator,
Captivator,
Perculator, you up
harmony, the minor key
That moves with the passionately
I ain't ego 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 takes 7 dee jays to a sound
It takes one soundsystem playin loud
It takes 7 dee jays to a sound
But krs, you're gonna make the live

Well now it's krs-one
When we come in the dance, my lyrics not
to my father cause yes me are the son
Cause you are the and my pro-tection
Any mc must run come
test the boogie down production man
Move ya ras claat, bdp stand
1990 'pon the microphone
Every posse know we come in the
We reality-ta-tee an'
Reality,
We nah deal sickness and negativity
We come up in the dance in the ruff
In the krs-one is just a flyer
Come up in the dance with my man called edi
On the con-sole we have the man
up in the dance, and him must comb him hair-ah
Come up in the dance, and me let off a
At bush, cause him d my nigga
Krs-one, him the come
The crew called bdp,

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

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pessimistic, a big conspiracy
The way they treat blacks, in society
It's erection rebellion, revolution
Takin no shorts, jah is guidin
Government they try to and rule
Dictate, regulate, and perpetrate the
That's why I search, explore, inspect,
down knowledge, and kill dub plates

Kill dub plate-ah mi say dub plate-ah
Kill dub plate-ah mi say dub plate-ah
Krs-one, boy, must come fi
Comin up and doin the dance but not from
posse know me come in the dance not later
Come in early, posse captivator
Krs-one, and enough herb
Come up in the dance, and we cannot
Krs-one, them me krs-one-ah
Krs-one, me come to nice up any
Krs-one, call me krs-one-ah
Krs-one, me come to up any jam
Me in the dance, with the crew called bdp-ah
Down with the set is a
Ms. and my man kenny p ah
in jam and look at what a raw stylee

[jamal-ski] {best
Them name me permanent, permanent, permanent,

Jump up upon me to run it again
Me work pon the microphone you betta tell your friend
Tell your and tell you fadda
And your sista and yuh bruda
A when they hold fi di mic they call me dj
Me lyrical champion, call me lyrical champion
Lyrical champion, call me lyrical champion, follow me now
Lyrical champion, well call me lyrical champion, flash it
Oil the mic and ah, me on the jam
Jump upon the mala the mic in ah me an' a
me do that, the dancehall fi run
Some of dem sell fi cocaine, some of dem sell
But I'm the one msn me sell the culture stylah
And me hold pon the microphone, call me entertainer
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 city-ah
dey call me, bdp posse an' a
Jamal now can stylee
Rewind circulate, never ever
When me hold pon the microphone, say me dem great
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 the sound-ah
Melt down the sound, come mi say melt down the
Krs-one, the of the verb and noun ah
Jump in the dance and my skin is yes
Kings, up, crown
Queen, rip up, gown ah
posse know that we ah rule every sound
Jump up in the dance and run 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, mash up better ah
Satan in the dance, we a mash right 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 later, resurrection
He's comin back, read
the book, pick up your gun
And fight in the revolution
Righteous man, get
Wicked man get
It's the battle of armageddeon
Through my is a translation
recknoning to circulation
Nuff african
Dj parker yes you are the don
teach nuff wisdom

Chorus:

It 7 dee jays to control a sound
It one soundsystem playin music loud
It 7 dee jays to control a sound
But scott larock, 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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