Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Dee Jays

Yes! chillin in the place now
Harmony and heather b, ms.
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 the lyrics
Poi!

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

Chorus:

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

it, yo
I love to diss whores, I love to do
Makin young ladies just their drawers
And when they drop em, I don't em, check it
the fat boys said, i "brrrrrrrr, stick em!"
From point on, I say we're on for the night
But I it when the girl 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 from the edutainment crew
So what you do, is up if you work for bush
Cause all the presidential prison pushin
Gotta get mushed, gimme back my land you
You beat down my father and you raped my mother
And now you laugh at her
I feel pickin up a razor, and slashin ya
Snatch up margaret thatcher and her
To out she's a man without a manicure
Go to president deklerk without her
And some shots for south africa
And if jumps in, I start bashin her
For freedom fighter start crashin her
And heather b will get nastier
And out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, heather b classier
heather b, jamal-ski, and krs the trainer
Makes up the dope crew called,
find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the fresh 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 me the man me work for the mic
They me top celebrity
Me bigga me badda mad hatta me callin it and dead-ly
Me nah got no millimeter, me not want ya uzi
But I kill run a on misses dancee
Blam! blam! we out and yes you are the don
You hold for the mic upon they call me champion
Me me black, me know if me chat, ya know me and ya done
Me read from genesis relevation
Me nice and into england, it up in ja-pan
Me have armitage, me have enough
Me whyla, grab the mic andna, to me, andna

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

Now I'm to the dancehall, everybody call
Follow me follow me, sister
I perk, perk, perk, perk you
You don't need no coffee, let me, your cup-a
Perk, perk, perk, perk you
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 with the rhythm
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)

krs-one

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

Well now blastmaster krs-one
When we come in the dance, my lyrics not
to my father cause yes me are the son
Cause you are the guide and my
Any sucker mc run come
Kyan't the boogie down production man
ya ras claat, bdp stand alone
1990 lyrics the microphone
Every posse we come in the dance
We teach an'
Reality,
We nah deal with and negativity
We come up in the in the ruff stylee
In the discipline krs-one is a flyer
Come up in the with my man called edi ayah
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 george bush, cause him d my
Krs-one, him the president
The crew bdp, melo-di-di-de-de

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

[? ]
Fatalistic pessimistic, a big
The way they treat blacks, in white
It's rebellion, revolution uprisin
no shorts, because jah is guidin
Government 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 plate-ah mi say dub plate-ah
Krs-one, boy, come fi straighter
Comin up and the dance but not from eighty-eight-ah
Every know me come in the dance not later
Come in early, every captivator
Krs-one, and enough herb
Come up in the dance, and we cannot
Krs-one, them call me
Krs-one, me come to up any ja-a-am
Krs-one, call me krs-one-ah
Krs-one, me come to up any jam
Me comin in the dance, the crew called bdp-ah
with the set is a harmony-ah
Ms. and my man kenny p ah
Come in jam and look at a raw stylee

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

Jump up upon me to run it again
Me work pon the microphone you betta tell best friend
Tell your mudda and tell you
And tell your and yuh bruda
A when they fi di mic they call me dj murderahh
Me lyrical champion, they call me lyrical
Lyrical champion, call me lyrical champion, follow me now
Lyrical champion, well they call me champion, flash it
Oil the mic and ah, me on the jam
Jump upon the the mic in ah me hand an' a
me do that, the dancehall fi run
Some of dem fi cocaine, some of dem sell ganjah
But I'm the one msn jamal me the culture stylah
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 celebrity
I'm the one jamal-ski dem from new city-ah
What dey me, bdp posse an' a
now can rewind stylee
Rewind circulate, never imitate
me hold pon the microphone, say me lyrics dem great
Test me, and you'll, test fate
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
down the sound, come mi say melt down the sound-ah
Krs-one, the master of the verb and ah
in the dance and my skin is yes browner
Kings, up, crown
Queen, rip up, dancehall ah
Every posse know that we ah every sound
Jump up in the dance and run every ah
Dj, nuff,
up in the dance, bucks em right down ah
If you a prince we'll flood ya and you ah
ah, mash up better sound ah
Satan in the dance, we a mash right ah
Down, to the
Krs him have the one sound
Sound sound sound, sound-sound sound sound
Number one sound in creation
Play yourself it's called masturbation
it off, castration
Jesus christ get the
Three days later,
comin back, read revelation
Close the book, pick up gun
And fight in the african
Righteous man, get
Wicked man get
It's the battle of armageddeon
Through my mouth is a
Unto recknoning to
Nuff african
Dj kenny yes you are the don
teach nuff wisdom

Chorus:

It 7 dee jays to control a sound
It one soundsystem playin music loud
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 1, jigga 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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