Luyện nghe bài hát The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Jazzy Jeff wack destroyer
Cuttin' up records like a warrior
If your don't know who I'm talking to
I'm to you

So come on 'cause in a battle you win
'Cause my DJ will tear butt limb from limb
like a runaway tank, a hip hop rebel
And if you a battle, you best bring a shovel, my man

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

Because the DJ 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

Commandin' the cut, he's always on
He's DJ Jazzy and he's a cut maniac
So for your personal you should be told
That my DJ Jazzy 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
This is I want you to do for me
I want you to tell all these your name
Jazzy 'em your name

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

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

Now make the burp
Say me
Now make the record like a bird
Now it chirp

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

His is Jeff and he's the swift of the swift
The type that other DJ's do not 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 dynamite his cuts ignite you
The DJ on the can't be matched
So check out Jeff with a cold cut scratch