Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

Well, it's true that I'm the reignin' kick of the
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

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

Back and his hands fly
the speed of a cheetah that'll puzzle your eye
Record after he has no mercy 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, 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 Jazzy Jeff

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

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

So come on 'cause in a you cannot win
'Cause my DJ tear your butt limb from 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 could ever be

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

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

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 name is

Now I want you to tell all these 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 make the record
Say me
Now the record sound like a bird
Now it chirp

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

His name is Jeff and he's the swift of the
The type that 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

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