Luyện nghe bài hát Jam On It

To all my in the back jam on it
To all my people in the jam on it
To all my on the side jam on it
So jam on it, say

The sweet old beats my speech
I the mic my voice resulates and penetrates
I make the B boy
A still swinging like a heavyweight

Me and the lounge to levitate
You don't believe, let me
The way we make cats

Well hold up you got to stop the
You got to prove you can rock the
Me and my man going to
The whole way that you operate,

And your name?
(Mos Def)
And you from?
(Brooklyn)
And how you
(Very well, well)
you had to say it twice?
(That's right)
So you
(Damn right)

I the party all night, all night
So why you over here ripping me?
to prove you position to me?
(Some ain't equiped to MC)
But you can see I'm G

The magnificently
I rock the efficiently
From the Brooklyn but to
And I do it so

That you got to it to me
Like Rick James, I kick and spit flame
rappers all up out their frame
We get into this

Brownsville all the way down to Brisbean
(Damn brother's flow is insane)
That's what I've trying to explain
Got no to play games

Keep it coming like the next
Make the people exclaim
Whenever they hear my
go Mos Def

Oh, yes my style is so
Guranteed to win any MC
Old school like the eighty-four fresh
You you assets to get my cassette

Now fresh, the red hook address
Make a cop jealous swell like
I'm bigs up to Medina and the rest
'Bout to drop it on your a high on the press

I said, in the front, jam on it
To all my in the back, jam on it
To all my on the side, jam on it
Jam on it, ha ha, ha ha

To all my in the front, jam on it
To all my in the back, jam on it
To all my on the side, jam on it
So jam on it, ha ha, ha ha

You see my is Mos Def and my style will never pest
Brown body-rocking MC
I got the black zodiac and you know it's whack
Sagitarius

You see it's me and lyricist and we're getting
About to make hit
I tell your chill 'cuz his style
ill but it's straight up counterfeit

You see I'm fast or or sweet
Then bullet and I'm on the set
All the hip-hop fans raise they hands
Because the one and mighty Mos Def

You see I come into the in a
B-boy stance I the mic so viciously
So all the real B-boys and real
Ever know others better me

I said hey Mos Def you steal the show
You the only MC out here with flow
I'm the Pro-Castro and I'm you know
I get on the mic and go toe to toe

Well young brother and just slow you roll
'Cuz arm's too shook to have mic control
See I get on the mic and jump off case
You best get out my face and stay in a child's

See I get on the mic because I I can
And I'm than you because I know I am
So when I jump on the you better step back
Because your name is Mos Def but your Mos Whack

Uh listen up little brother you ain't
The sun is going down, you to take you butt home
And come outside your whack freestylin'
You should have kept it in the house like Debbie

When I the microphone, people scream my name
This no Sesame Street, this is a grown man's lane
See you best heed my words and up
Or I'm a your momma to whip your butt

Well you ain't my daddy and I'm letting you
That you can't me when it's time to go
See I get on the mic and you what it's about
'Cuz even my momma knock you out

Well if you didn't know baby boy I'ma ya
You need to learn to respect your
But since you and you think you got skill
Then get on the mic and you're real

Well I'm the devastatin' never
Always keep body shakin'
rockin' never stoppin'
Keep your always jockin'

the beat, shock the beat
Till it's time to the beat
Steady show improvement
the party keep on groovin'

Well hey young blood, was fresh
You just got one hundred on MC test
You got a soul-shocking set you see
You need to up your bags and get down with me

So jam on it, so jam on it
I jam j-jam j-jam on it
I said were rocking to the bright morning
I said jam j-jam on it

This is the one to inside the jam
And make you get up and do that dance
This is the one to inside the jam
And make you get up and clap your hands

New you got to jam on it
And got to jam on it
And BK you got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, you got to jam on it

And you got to jam on it
And you got to jam on it
Got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, got to jam on it

got to jam on it
And 'cuz they got to jam on it
And St. got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, got to jam on it

The world you got to jam on it
And Brooklyn, yes, we got to jam on it
The lyricist to make you jam on it
you jam on it, make you jam on it