Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

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

Scratchin' and mixin', mixin' and
Second after second, the record he's catchin'
His are so fast that it's a medical riddle
With the split and the mixer 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 cuts right then he cuts versa

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

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

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

The magnificent Jazzy wack destroyer
Cuttin' up records a samurai warrior
If your DJ's don't 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 from limb
He's like a tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you a battle, you best bring a shovel, my man

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

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

Commandin' the cut, he's always on
DJ Jazzy Jeff and he's 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 little sumthin' different now
This is what I you to do for me
I want you to tell all people your name
Jazzy tell 'em your

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

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

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

Now here's a story should not be forgotten
About the day my DJ turned 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 side as I the mic
All of his vigorous cuts are sure to you

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