Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Dee Jays

Yes! chillin in the place now
Harmony and b, ms. melodie
Dj jamal-ski, dj kenny
And of course we are much darker
Because the africanism is in
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 7 dee jays to control a sound
It one soundsystem playin music loud
It takes 7 dee to control a sound
But d-nice, you're gonna make the party

it, yo
I to diss whores, I love to do tours
Makin young ladies just drop drawers
And when they drop em, I don't kick em, it
Like the fat said, i "brrrrrrrr, stick em!"
From point on, I say we're on for the night
But I love it when the girl just 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 spangled banner or the red white and blue
But the sister from the edutainment crew
So what you do, is back up if you for bush
Cause all the presidential prison pushin
Gotta get mushed, back my land you sucka
You beat down my and you raped my mother africa
And now you laugh at her
I feel pickin up a razor, and slashin ya
Snatch up thatcher and unmaskin her
To find out she's a man without a
Go to deklerk without askin her
And bust shots for south africa
And if margaret in, I start bashin her
For every freedom fighter crashin her
And heather b will get nastier
And out my two shot derringer
yes, heather b comes classier
Cause heather b, jamal-ski, and krs the
Makes up the dope called, edutainer
You'll the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the 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
follow me the man me work for the mic
They me top celebrity
Me me badda mad hatta me callin 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 from genesis unto relevation
Me nice and into england, nice it up in
Me have armitage, me enough stylee
Me whyla, the mic andna, sing to me, andna

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

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

krs-one

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

Well now it's blastmaster
we come in the dance, my lyrics not done
Pray to my father yes me are the son
Cause you are the guide and my
Any sucker mc must run
Kyan't test the boogie down man
Move ya ras claat, bdp stand
1990 'pon 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 ruff
In the discipline krs-one is just a
Come up in the dance with my man 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 come
The crew bdp, melo-di-di-de-de

[ms.
Comin and direct in full effect
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 wrap around your throat, like chokin on a gizzard
If said, well damn, who is it?
It's ms. melodie, the real, so get it

[? ]
pessimistic, a big conspiracy
The way treat blacks, in white society
It's rebellion, revolution uprisin
no shorts, because jah is guidin
Government they try to manage and
Dictate, regulate, and perpetrate the
That's why I search, explore, inspect,
Drop down knowledge, and dub plates

Kill dub plate-ah mi say kill dub
Kill dub mi say kill dub plate-ah
Krs-one, boy, come fi straighter
Comin up and doin the dance but not from
Every know me come in the dance not later
Come in early, posse captivator
Krs-one, and enough gate-ah
up in the dance, and we cannot debate-ah
Krs-one, them call me
Krs-one, me come to up any ja-a-am
Krs-one, them call me
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
in jam and look at what a raw stylee

[jamal-ski] gues}
Them me permanent, permanent, permanent, permanent

Jump up upon me to run it again
Me work pon the microphone you betta your 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 call me champion, follow me now
Lyrical champion, well they call me lyrical champion, 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 sell the stylah
And me hold pon the microphone, they me entertainer
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 new york city-ah
What dey call me, bdp an' a
Jamal now can stylee
Rewind circulate, never imitate
When me pon the microphone, say me lyrics dem great
Test me, and you'll, your fate
Blam! blam! jamal now can 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 master of the verb and ah
Jump in the dance and my skin is yes
Kings, up, crown
Queen, rip up, dancehall ah
Every posse know that we ah rule sound
Jump up in the dance and run every ah
Dj, nuff,
Come up in the dance, bucks em right ah
If you a prince flood ya and you drown ah
Krs-one ah, mash up better ah
Satan in the dance, we a mash down ah
Down, to the
Krs him have the one sound
Sound sound sound, sound-sound sound sound
Number one sound in creation
Play with yourself called masturbation
Chop it off,
Jesus get the crucifixion
days later, resurrection
He's comin back, revelation
Close the book, up your gun
And fight in the revolution
man, get liberation
Wicked man get
It's the battle of armageddeon
Through my mouth is a
Unto recknoning to
Nuff african
Dj parker yes you are the don
Edutainer nuff wisdom

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 scott larock, you're gonna the party live
It

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