Luyện nghe bài hát Jam On It

To all my people in the jam on it
To all my in the front 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 buck-fifty still like a heavyweight

Me and the about to levitate
You believe, let me demonstrate
The way we cats disintegrate

Well up you got to stop the tape
You got to you can rock the bricks
Me and my man going to
The whole way you operate, cooperate

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

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

The universal
I rock the efficiently
the Brooklyn but centered to
And I do it so

you got to give it to me
Like Rick James, I kick game and spit
Burning rappers all up out frame
We get into this

From all the way down to Brisbean
(Damn this brother's is insane)
what I've been trying to explain
Got no to play games

Keep it like the next train
the party people exclaim
Whenever hear my name
go Mos Def

Oh, yes my is so fresh
Guranteed to win any MC
Old school like the fresh dress
You spend you to get my cassette

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

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 name is Mos Def and my style will pest
Brown skinned MC
I got the black zodiac and you know it's whack
Sagitarius

You see it's me and and we're getting serious
to make another hit
I tell homeboy 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 fans just 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 B-boys and real B-girls
know others better than me

I said hey Mos Def you can't the show
You ain't the only MC out here with
I'm the Pro-Castro and I'm you know
I get on the mic and go toe to toe

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

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

Uh listen up little brother you grown
The sun is going down, you need to you butt home
And outside with your whack freestylin'
You should kept it in the house like Debbie Galler

When I grab the microphone, people scream my
This ain't no Sesame Street, this is a man's lane
See you best heed my and listen up
Or I'm a tell momma to whip your butt

Well you my daddy and I'm letting you know
you can't tell me when it's time to go
See I get on the mic and show you it's about
'Cuz even my momma said you out

if you didn't know baby boy I'ma tell ya
You to learn to respect your elders
But you here and you think you got skill
get on the mic and show you're real

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

the beat, shock the beat
Till it's to stop the beat
Steady moving improvement
Keep the keep on groovin'

hey young blood, that was fresh
You just got one on your MC test
You got a body-rocking set you see
You need to pack up your bags and get down me

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

This is the one to keep 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 just clap 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 Detroit they got to jam on it
And St. got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, got to jam on it

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