Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

Well, true that I'm the reignin' kick of the throne
But with all my strength, I do it alone
I need a DJ like Jazzy to me up
So I'm rockin' on the mic he's on the cross fade cut

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

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

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

So bust a move 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 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 a samurai warrior
If your DJ's don't 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 like a 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 the sound
The DJ cuts the records, he's the around
The DJ the records, you know he's down
His name is Jazzy Jeff aka Jeff

Commandin' the cut, he's always on
He's DJ Jeff and he's a cut maniac
So for your safety you should be told
my DJ Jazzy 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' different now
is what I want 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
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 out there can get with you
None, none, none of them, how many, none of
[Incomprehensible] none of them, of them

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

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

His name is Jeff and 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 vigorous cuts are to excite you

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