Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

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

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

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

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 like a king when on the scene

So bust a 'cause you know he's def
He's my DJ the magnificent Jazzy

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

The magnificent Jazzy wack destroyer
Cuttin' up records like a samurai
If DJ's don't know who I'm talking to
I'm to you

So come on 'cause in a you cannot win
'Cause my DJ will tear your butt limb limb
like a runaway 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
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 he's down
His is Jazzy 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 safety you should be
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' right 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 is Jeff
He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his name is
Jazzy, Jazzy, his name is Jeff
He's Jazzy, Jazzy, his name is

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

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

Now here's a story should not be forgotten
About the day my DJ turned into an
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 swift of the
The type that other DJ's do not want to to reckon with
He's by my as I rock the mic
All of his vigorous are sure to excite you

They'll you, you know that that's right
If you were a stick of dynamite his cuts ignite you
The DJ on the wheels be matched
So check out Jazzy with a cold cut scratch