Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

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

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

and forth his hands fly
With the speed of a cheetah puzzle your eye
Record after record he has no cuts
cuts right then he cuts vice versa

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

So bust a move 'cause you he's def
my DJ the magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

The magnificent Jeff wack destroyer
Cuttin' up records a samurai warrior
If your don't know who I'm talking to
I'm to you

So come on 'cause in a you cannot win
'Cause my DJ will tear your limb from limb
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 'cause 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 he's
His is Jazzy Jeff aka Jeff Townes

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

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

Now I want you to tell all these people
How many of these out there can get with you
None, none, none of them, how many, none of
none of them, none of them

Now make the record
Say me
Now make the sound like a bird
Now it chirp

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

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

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