Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Dee Jays

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

So in now with the chorus of the day
Because we play

krs-one

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

it, yo
I love to whores, I love to do tours
Makin ladies just drop their drawers
And they drop em, I don't kick em, check it
the fat boys said, i "brrrrrrrr, stick em!"
From point on, I say we're 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, 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
Cause all the presidential prison politicians
Gotta get mushed, back my land you sucka
You down my father and you raped my mother africa
And now you laugh at her
I feel like pickin up a razor, and ya
Snatch up margaret and unmaskin her
To out she's a man without a manicure
Go to president without askin her
And bust some shots for south
And if margaret in, I start bashin her
For freedom fighter start crashin her
And then heather b will get
And pull out my two shot
Cause yes, heather b classier
Cause b, jamal-ski, and krs the trainer
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] {best
Jump up and be upon the mic and em
follow me the man me work for the mic
They me top celebrity
Me bigga me badda mad me callin 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 they call 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 into england, it up in ja-pan
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 with

Now I'm comin to the dancehall, everybody
Follow me me, sister harmony
I perk, perk, perk, perk you
You don't need no coffee, let me, fill your
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 rhythm
I ain't ego trippin I do it
Cause everybody's bound to hear the of bdp
easy, for me you see
I the one or the two, I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)

krs-one

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

Well now blastmaster krs-one
When we in the dance, my lyrics not done
to my father cause yes me are the son
Cause you are the and my pro-tection
Any mc must run come
Kyan't test the boogie production man
Move ya ras claat, bdp alone
1990 lyrics the microphone
Every posse we come in the dance
We teach an'
Reality,
We nah with sickness and negativity
We come up in the dance in the stylee
In the discipline krs-one is a flyer
Come up in the dance with my man edi ayah
On the we have the man d-square
Come up in the dance, and him comb him hair-ah
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 called bdp,

[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 a blizzard
Got my wrap your throat, like you're chokin on a gizzard
If said, well 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 white
erection rebellion, revolution uprisin
Takin no shorts, because jah is
Government they try to manage and
Dictate, regulate, and the fool
That's why I search, explore, inspect,
Drop knowledge, and kill dub plates

Kill dub mi say kill dub plate-ah
Kill dub plate-ah mi say kill dub
Krs-one, boy, come fi straighter
up and doin the dance but not from eighty-eight-ah
Every posse 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 to nice up any ja-a-am
Krs-one, them call me
Krs-one, me to nice up any jam
Me comin in the dance, with the crew bdp-ah
Down the set is a harmony-ah
Ms. and my man kenny p ah
Come in jam and look at what a raw

[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 you fadda
And your sista and yuh bruda
A when they hold fi di mic they me dj murderahh
Me lyrical champion, they call me champion
Lyrical champion, they 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
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 me entertainer
Now, top celebrity, top celebrity, top rankin
Top celebrity, top celebrity, hoo-hah, ha-hah!
Top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity
I'm the one dem from new york city-ah
What dey call me, bdp an' a
now can rewind stylee
Rewind circulate, never imitate
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, mi say melt down the sound-ah
Krs-one, the master of the and noun ah
Jump in the dance and my skin is yes
Kings, mash up,
Queen, rip up, dancehall ah
Every posse know that we ah rule every
up in the dance and run every town ah
Dj, nuff,
Come up in the dance, bucks em down ah
If you a prince we'll flood ya and you ah
Krs-one ah, mash up sound ah
Satan in the dance, we a mash right ah
Down, to the
Krs him have the number one
Sound sound, sound-sound sound sound sound
Number one what in creation
Play yourself it's called masturbation
it off, castration
Jesus christ get the
Three days later,
He's back, read revelation
Close the book, up your gun
And in the african revolution
Righteous man, get
Wicked man get
called the battle of armageddeon
Through my mouth is a
recknoning to circulation
Nuff african
Dj parker yes you are the don
Edutainer teach wisdom

krs-one

It takes 7 dee to control a sound
It one soundsystem playin music loud
It takes 7 dee to control a sound
But scott larock, you're 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, jigga jay jay, a 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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