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 Jeff so bust this beat, go Jazzy

Well, it's that I'm the reignin' kick of the throne
But with all my strength, I do it alone
I need a DJ Jazzy to back me up
So when I'm rockin' on the mic on the cross fade cut

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

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

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

So a move 'cause you know he's def
He's my DJ the magnificent Jeff

People often ask me everytime I
Why do I brag so much about my jockey
Well, the reason that I and I boast the most
Is 'cause my DJ is the most coast to coast

The magnificent Jazzy Jeff destroyer
Cuttin' up like 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 from
He's like a runaway tank, a hip hop
And if you want a battle, you best a shovel, my man

So you can dig your grave there no way
That you could ever be

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

the cut, he's always on track
He's DJ Jazzy Jeff and a cut maniac
So for your 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 Jazzy we gonna do a sumthin' different right now
is what I want you to do for me
I want you to tell all these people name
tell 'em your 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 many of these DJ's out can get with you
None, none, none of them, how many, none of
none of them, none of them

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

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

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

They'll you, you know that that's right
If you were a of dynamite his cuts would ignite you
The DJ on the wheels can't be
So check out Jazzy Jeff with a cold cut