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 bust this beat, go

Well, it's true that I'm the reignin' kick of the
But all my strength, I couldn't do it alone
I a DJ like 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, it's the record catchin'
His hands are so fast that a medical riddle
With the split and the mixer in the middle

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

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

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

often ask me everytime I emcee
Why do I brag so much 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 Jeff wack
Cuttin' up records like a samurai
If your DJ's know who I'm talking to
I'm to you

So on 'cause in a battle you cannot win
'Cause my DJ will your butt limb from limb
He's a runaway tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you a battle, you best bring a shovel, my man

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

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

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

He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his name is
He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his is Jeff
He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his 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, none of them, how many, of them
[Incomprehensible] none of them, of them

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

Now a story that should not be forgotten
About the day my DJ into 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 type that DJ's do not want to have to reckon with
He's by my as I rock the mic
All of his vigorous cuts are 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 can't be matched
So check out Jazzy Jeff a cold cut scratch