Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

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

Scratchin' and mixin', and scratchin'
Second after second, it's the record catchin'
His hands are so fast 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 record he has no cuts
Left cuts right he cuts vice versa

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

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

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

The magnificent Jazzy wack destroyer
Cuttin' up like a samurai warrior
If your DJ's don't know who I'm 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 tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you want a battle, you best a shovel, my man

So you can dig your grave 'cause no way
That you could ever be

Because the DJ the records to create the sound
The DJ cuts the records, he's the best
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 Jazzy Jeff and he's a cut
So for your personal you should 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 do a little sumthin' different right now
This is I want you to do for me
I want you to tell all these your name
Jazzy tell 'em name

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

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

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

Now a story that should 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 to transform

His name is Jeff and he's the of the swift
The type 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 that's
If you were a stick of his cuts would ignite you
The DJ on the can't be matched
So check out Jazzy with a cold cut scratch