Luyện nghe bài hát He's The Dj, I'm The Rapper

Yo Jeffrey, bust it, what are ya in there?
Word 'em up, 'em up, word 'em up
In the at about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff an' the Prince just buggin' out
Losin' it all, no

Hey Jeff, it, scratch it, man, scratch it
That was decent, now scratch it, a joint
A one, Jeff, yeah, yeah
We just buggin', we havin' some fun
Me an' Jeffrey, he's the DJ, I'm the

Hello, can hear me?
You can? Aight, that's good, you can me?
Okay, it's clear? good? Okay everybody's got it?
One, two, one, two and

My have been written, not to be bitten
But as it seems, suckers keep forgettin'
The rules rappin' but that's alright
in the next 5 minutes, I'ma have them all uptight

Stronger than a dinosaur, better known Santa
Man, the I battle, I usually win 'em
In less a minute, but it all depends
On how long it takes you rappers to

tryin' to defend yourself is ridiculous
Didn't you get my inside of the question?
you're toys boys, I'm the Real McCoy
I'm really gonna seein' you destroyed

If I was Fred Flintstone, I'd probably own all of
If I was a criminal, I'd probably own a block
If I was in the Navy, I own the sea
But I'm a poet, so I own the rap industry

I'm like a lion, my man an' the are my den
either kill or be killed, so I kill
I kill again an' again an'
The X amount of times, rappers, I'll them
I tie 'em up an' throw them in the

I'll just walk away like nothin' ever happened
Until else starts rappin'
That's I snap an' I'll attack an' go mad like Rambo
Or maybe like Commando or like Calrissian

'Cause you know he was down with the
Fresh Prince is the source, I feel no pain or
Think that you can me rappin' man you must be silly

Man, I really, really, really, really, really,
Hate when people doubt my
An' I have to superiority
If rap was basketball, I would be in
'Cause every I freestyled, it would be a slam dunk

Man, I'm the an' you're the passengers
on a voyage, a hip hop massacre
The Jason of rap, Freddy of rhymin'
An' I'm that you'll see in due time, man

People will run to Philadelphia,
To all, join in to Fresh Prince mania
My face in magazines, on your or stereo
Everywhere you go, audio an'

A hip hop terrorist, war like
rappers say, "Yo Prince, why don't you show me this
Style now?", you must be
It ain't no way in hell I'ma let you put your lip in my

'Cause it's a bomb, I'm not kiddin'
My rhyme explodes the second it gets
I'm quick an' nimble, a symbol
I shop at Macy's now but I to shop at Gimble's

I'll kick a hurricane, body slam a tidal wave
through a tornado or a volcano
But be okay though
An' here's some more info that you should know

You are the bombs an' I will you
I am the lawyer an' I'm to accuse you
Of the rhyme crime an' you will be guilty
There's no way that you'll ever, defeat, beat me

any time of day
Pop so much trash, man, I can't
To be to face an' hear Jeff say, "Sick 'em"
Man, you're gonna be my

You better an' pray for good luck, Chuck 'cause you're stuck
like a Thanksgiving turkey an' it's time to be plucked
I see you're nervous, purpose, that's how I you're soft
runnin' 'round like a chicken with your head cut off

But just relax my to the max
An' I'm no slack on this rap track, Jack
So back up, as if you got good
Or feel the fury of the

An' ya stop
Yo Jazzy, why don't you rock up the
Yo Jazzy, hey Jeff, I'm psyched, I'm
Give 'em a cut

out my disk jockey
Hey Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey, a one
Wow, hey Jeff, Jeff, give 'em one of fresh ones
A fresh one Jeffrey, no music, no
That was decent, was decent

my DJ, that's my DJ
Jazzy Jeff, I'm the Prince
Hi, how ya
How's doin' out there?

I'm just here to about my DJ
I was I was just standing' in here, really
Aight, okay, well
On behalf of DJ Jazzy Jeff an' the Fresh
Groove, then get down, thank you an' night