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 people on the jam on it
So jam on it, say

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

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

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

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

I rock the party all night, all
So why you here ripping with me?
Trying to you position to me?
(Some cats equiped to MC)
But you can see I'm G

The universal
I the party efficiently
From the Brooklyn but to
And I do it so

you got to give it to me
Like Rick James, I game and spit flame
Burning rappers all up out their
We get this vein

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

it coming like the next train
Make the people exclaim
Whenever they my name
go Mos Def

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

Now that's fresh, the red hook
Make a cop jealous swell abscess
I'm shoutin' bigs up to and the rest
'Bout to drop it on your block a 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 name is Mos Def and my style will pest
Brown body-rocking MC
I got the black zodiac and you know it's whack
definitley

You see it's me and lyricist and we're serious
About to make hit
I your homeboy chill 'cuz his style
Ain't ill but it's straight up

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

You see I come the party in a
B-boy stance I rock the mic so
So all the B-boys and real B-girls
Ever others better than me

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

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

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

Uh listen up little you ain't grown
The sun is going down, you need to take you butt
And outside with your whack freestylin'
You should have it in the house like Debbie Galler

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

Well you ain't my 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 what about
'Cuz even my momma knock you out

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

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

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

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

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

This is the one to keep the jam
And make you get up and just do that
This is the one to keep the jam
And make you get up and just clap your

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