Luyện nghe bài hát Jam On It

To all my in the back 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 grab the mic my resulates and penetrates
I the B boy emulate
A still swinging like a heavyweight

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

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

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

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

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

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

From Brownsville all the way down to
(Damn this brother's is insane)
That's what I've been to explain
Got no time to play

Keep it coming like the 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 eighty-four dress
You spend you assets to get my

Now that's fresh, the red hook
Make a cop swell like abscess
I'm bigs up to Medina and the rest
to drop it on your block 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
skinned body-rocking MC
I got the black zodiac and you know it's never
definitley

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

You see I'm fast or bent or
Then and when I'm on the set
All the fans just raise they hands
Because the one and only Mos Def

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

I said hey Mos Def you can't the show
You the only 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 shook to have mic
See I get on the mic and jump off your
You get out my face and stay 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 when I on the stage you better step back
Because name is Mos Def but your really Mos Whack

Uh up little brother you ain't grown
The sun is down, you need to take you butt home
And come outside with your whack
You should have kept it in the like Debbie Galler

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

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

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

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

Rock the beat, the beat
it's time to stop the beat
Steady show improvement
Keep the party on groovin'

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

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

is the one to keep inside the jam
And make you get up and just do that
is the one to keep inside the jam
And make you get up and just 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 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