Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Jazzy Jeff wack destroyer
Cuttin' up like a samurai warrior
If your 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 limb limb
He's like a runaway tank, a hip hop
And if you want a battle, you bring a shovel, my man

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

Because the DJ cuts the to create the sound
The DJ the records, he's the best around
The DJ cuts the records, you he's down
His name is Jeff 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 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 sumthin' right now
This is what I you to do for me
I want you to all these people your name
Jazzy 'em your name

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

Now Jazzy I want you to all these people
How many of these DJ's out there can get you
None, none, of them, how many, none of them
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 should not be forgotten
About the day my DJ turned into an
He got struck by lightning in an storm
He got on the of steel and began to transform

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

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