Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

Some DJ's are good, some DJ's are
Some are even def
But here's a somethin' about my DJ
The magnificent Jazzy Jeff so this beat, go Jazzy

Well, true that I'm the reignin' kick of the throne
But with all my strength, I 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

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

Back and his hands fly
the speed of a cheetah that'll puzzle your eye
Record after record he has no cuts
Left cuts right he cuts vice versa

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

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

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

The magnificent Jazzy Jeff wack
Cuttin' up records like a samurai
If DJ's don't know who I'm talking to
I'm to you

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

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

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

Commandin' the cut, he's on track
He's DJ Jazzy and he's a cut maniac
So for personal safety you should be told
That my DJ Jeff 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 little different right now
is what I want you to do for me
I want you to tell all people your name
Jazzy tell 'em name

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

Now Jazzy I you to tell all these people
How many of DJ's out there can get with you
None, none, of them, how many, none of them
[Incomprehensible] 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 story should not be forgotten
the day my DJ turned into an Autobot
He got by lightning in an electrical storm
He got on the wheels of steel and began to

His name is and he's the swift 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 are sure to excite you

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