Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

Some DJ's are good, some are fresh
Some DJ's are def
But here's a little about my DJ
The magnificent Jazzy so bust this beat, go Jazzy

Well, it's true that I'm the reignin' kick of the
But all my strength, I couldn't do it alone
I need a DJ like Jazzy to me up
So when I'm rockin' on the mic he's on the cross cut

Scratchin' and mixin', and scratchin'
Second after second, it's the record he's
His hands are so fast that it's a medical
With the turntables split and the in the middle

and forth his hands fly
With the speed of a cheetah that'll your eye
Record record he has no mercy cuts
Left right then he cuts vice versa

I'm not exaggerating I it and I meant it
I'll resent it if you say his cuts are precedented
a lean, mean wreckin' machine
He gets like a king when he's on the scene

So bust a 'cause you know he's def
He's my DJ the Jazzy Jeff

People often ask me I emcee
Why do I brag so much about my disc
Well, the reason I brag and I boast the most
Is my DJ is the most from coast to coast

The magnificent Jazzy Jeff destroyer
Cuttin' up records a samurai warrior
If your DJ's know who I'm talking to
I'm to you

So come on 'cause in a battle you win
'Cause my DJ will tear your butt limb limb
He's a runaway tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you want a battle, you best a shovel, my man

So you can dig your 'cause there no way
That you ever be saved

Because the DJ the records to create the sound
The DJ cuts the records, he's the best
The DJ cuts the records, you know down
His name is Jazzy Jeff aka Jeff

the cut, he's always on track
He's DJ Jazzy and he's a cut maniac
So for personal safety you should be told
That my DJ Jazzy is out of control, oh my god

Out of control, oh my god, out of control, oh my god
Oh my god, out of control, oh my god, out of control, oh my god
Out of control, oh my god, out of control, oh my god
Out of control, oh my god

Alright we gonna do a little sumthin' different right now
This is I want you to do for me
I you to tell all these people your name
Jazzy tell 'em name

He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his is Jeff
He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his name is
Jazzy, Jazzy, his name is Jeff
He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his is Jeff

Now Jazzy I want you to tell all people
How of these DJ's out there can get with you
None, none, of them, how many, none of them
[Incomprehensible] none of them, of them

Now the record burp
Say me
Now make the record sound a bird
Now make it

Now here's a story should not be forgotten
About the day my DJ into an Autobot
He got struck by lightning in an electrical
He got on the wheels of steel and to transform

His name is Jeff and he's the of the swift
The type that other DJ's do not want to have to reckon
He's by my as I rock the mic
All of his vigorous cuts are to excite you

They'll delight you, you that that's right
If you were a stick of dynamite his would ignite you
The DJ on the wheels be matched
So check out Jazzy Jeff with a cut scratch