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 little about my DJ
The magnificent 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 a DJ like Jazzy to back me up
So when I'm rockin' on the mic he's on the fade cut

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

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

I'm not I said it and I meant it
I'll resent it if you say his cuts are precedented
He's a lean, mean wreckin'
He gets respected a king when 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 everytime I
Why do I brag so much about my jockey
Well, the reason that I and I boast the most
Is my DJ is the most from 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 on 'cause in a battle you cannot win
'Cause my DJ will tear your butt from limb
He's like a tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you want a battle, you bring a shovel, my man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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