Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Dee Jays

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

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

Chorus:

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

it, yo
I love to diss whores, I to do tours
Makin young ladies just drop their
And when they drop em, I kick 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 gets 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 from the edutainment
So you do, is back up if you work for bush
Cause all the presidential prison pushin
Gotta get mushed, back my land you sucka
You beat down my father and you raped my mother
And now you laugh at her
I feel like up a razor, and slashin ya
up margaret thatcher and unmaskin her
To find out a man without a manicure
Go to deklerk without askin her
And some shots for south africa
And if margaret jumps in, I start her
For freedom fighter start 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
up the dope crew called, edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two
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 upon the mic and em
Come me the man me work for the mic
call me top celebrity
Me bigga me badda mad hatta me callin it well and
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 for the mic upon they call me lyrical champion
Me me black, me know if me chat, ya know me and ya done
Me read genesis unto relevation
Me nice and england, nice it up in ja-pan
Me have armitage, me enough stylee
Me whyla, the mic andna, sing to me, andna

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

Now I'm comin to the dancehall, call
Follow me follow me, harmony
I perk, perk, perk, you up-a
You need no coffee, let me, fill your cup-a
Perk, perk, perk, perk you
You need no coffee, let me, fill your cup
I'm a, stimulator,
Activator,
Captivator,
Perculator, you up
It's harmony, the key
That moves the rhythm passionately
I ain't ego 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) it's the numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)

Chorus:

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

Well now blastmaster krs-one
we come in the dance, my lyrics not done
Pray to my father yes me are the son
you are the guide and my pro-tection
Any mc must run come
test the boogie down production man
Move ya ras claat, bdp alone
1990 lyrics 'pon the
Every posse we come in the dance
We reality-ta-tee an'
Reality,
We nah with sickness and negativity
We come up in the dance in the stylee
In the discipline krs-one is just a
Come up in the with my man called edi ayah
On the con-sole we the man d-square
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 in full effect
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 around your throat, like chokin on a gizzard
If someone said, damn, who is it?
It's ms. melodie, the real, so get it

[? ]
Fatalistic pessimistic, a big
The way they treat blacks, in society
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 down knowledge, and kill dub

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

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

Jump up upon me come to run it
Me work pon the microphone you betta tell your best
Tell your mudda and tell you
And tell sista and yuh bruda
A when they hold fi di mic they me dj murderahh
Me lyrical champion, they call me lyrical
Lyrical champion, call me lyrical champion, follow me now
champion, well they 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
When me do that, the fi run
Some of dem sell fi cocaine, some of dem sell
But I'm the one msn jamal me the culture stylah
And me hold pon the microphone, call me entertainer
Now, top celebrity, top celebrity, top rankin
Top celebrity, top celebrity, hoo-hah, ha-hah!
Top celebrity, top celebrity, top rankin
I'm the one jamal-ski dem new york city-ah
dey call me, bdp posse an' a
Jamal now can rewind
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 the sound-ah
Melt down the sound, come mi say melt down the
Krs-one, the master of the and noun ah
Jump in the and my skin is yes browner
Kings, mash up,
Queen, rip up, dancehall ah
Every posse that we ah rule every sound
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 ya and you drown ah
ah, mash up better sound ah
Satan in the dance, we a mash down ah
Down, to the
Krs him the number one sound
Sound sound, sound-sound sound sound sound
Number one sound what in
Play with it's called masturbation
Chop it off,
christ get the crucifixion
Three later, resurrection
comin back, read revelation
Close the book, pick up gun
And fight in the revolution
Righteous man, get
man get execution
It's the battle of armageddeon
my mouth is a translation
Unto to circulation
african education
Dj parker yes you are the don
Edutainer nuff wisdom

krs-one

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

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