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 little about my DJ
The magnificent Jazzy Jeff so bust 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 Jazzy to back me up
So when I'm rockin' on the mic on the cross fade 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 split and the in the middle

and forth his hands fly
With the of a cheetah that'll puzzle your eye
Record after record he has no mercy
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
He's a lean, mean machine
He gets respected like a king he's on the scene

So bust a move 'cause you 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 that I brag and I boast the most
Is 'cause my DJ is the most from 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 in a battle you cannot win
'Cause my DJ will tear your limb from limb
He's like a tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you a battle, you best bring a shovel, my man

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

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

the cut, he's always on track
He's DJ Jazzy and he's a cut maniac
So for your personal safety you should be
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 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 Jazzy I you to tell all these people
How many of these DJ's out can get with you
None, none, none of them, how many, of them
none of them, none of them

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

Now here's a that 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 Jeff and the swift of the swift
The type that other DJ's do not want to have to with
He's by my as I rock the mic
All of his vigorous cuts are to excite you

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