Luyện nghe bài hát Jam On It

To all my in the back jam on it
To all my in the front jam on it
To all my people on the jam on it
So jam on it, say

The sweet old my speech radiates
I grab the mic my voice and penetrates
I make the B boy
A buck-fifty still swinging like a

Me and the about to levitate
You believe, let me demonstrate
The way we make cats

Well up you got to stop the tape
You got to prove you can the bricks
Me and my man to investigate
The whole way that you operate,

And what's your
(Mos Def)
And you from?
(Brooklyn)
And how you
(Very well, well)
you had to say it twice?
(That's right)
So you
(Damn right)

I rock the party all night, all
So why you over ripping with me?
to prove you position to me?
(Some cats equiped to MC)
But you can see I'm G

The magnificently
I the party efficiently
From the Brooklyn but to
And I do it so

you got to give it to me
Like James, I kick game and spit flame
rappers all up out their frame
We get into vein

From all the way down to Brisbean
(Damn this flow is insane)
what I've been trying to explain
Got no time to play

it coming like the next train
Make the party exclaim
they hear my name
go Mos Def

Oh, yes my style is so
Guranteed to win any MC
Old school like the eighty-four fresh
You spend you to get my cassette

Now that's fresh, the red address
a cop jealous swell like abscess
I'm shoutin' up to Medina and the rest
to drop it on your block a high on the press

I said, in the front, jam on it
To all my in the back, jam on it
To all my on the side, jam on it
Jam on it, ha ha, ha ha

To all my in the front, jam on it
To all my in the back, jam on it
To all my on the side, jam on it
So jam on it, ha ha, ha ha

You see my is Mos Def and my style will never pest
skinned body-rocking MC
I got the black and you know it's never whack
Sagitarius

You see it's me and lyricist and getting serious
About to another hit
I tell your homeboy 'cuz his style
Ain't ill but it's straight up

You see I'm fast or or sweet
Then bullet and I'm on the set
All the hip-hop fans just they hands
Because the one and only Mos Def

You see I into the party in a
stance I rock the mic so viciously
So all the real B-boys and real
Ever know others better me

I said hey Mos Def you can't steal the
You ain't the only MC out here with
I'm the Pro-Castro and I'm you know
I get on the mic and go toe to toe

Well cool young brother and slow you roll
'Cuz your arm's too shook to mic control
See I get on the mic and jump off your
You best get out my face and stay in a child's

See I get on the mic I know I can
And I'm fresher than you I know I am
So when I on the stage you better step back
Because your name is Mos Def but really Mos Whack

Uh listen up little brother you ain't
The sun is going down, you to take you butt home
And come outside with your freestylin'
You should kept it in the house like Debbie Galler

When I the microphone, people scream my name
This ain't no Sesame Street, is a grown man's lane
See you best heed my and listen up
Or I'm a tell your momma to your butt

you ain't my daddy and I'm letting you know
That you can't me when it's time to go
See I get on the mic and show you what it's
even my momma said knock you out

Well if you didn't know baby boy I'ma ya
You need to learn to respect your
But since you here and you you got skill
Then get on the mic and you're real

Well I'm the never fakin'
Always keep body shakin'
Steady rockin' stoppin'
Keep your body always

the beat, shock the beat
Till time to stop the beat
Steady moving show
Keep the party on groovin'

Well hey young blood, that was
You just got one on your MC test
You got a body-rocking set you see
You need to pack up your bags and get with me

So jam on it, so jam on it
I said jam j-jam on it
I said were rocking to the bright morning
I jam j-jam j-jam on it

This is the one to inside the jam
And make you get up and do that dance
This is the one to inside the jam
And make you get up and just your hands

New you got to jam on it
And got to jam on it
And BK you got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, you got to jam on it

And you got to jam on it
And you got to jam on it
Got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, got to jam on it

got to jam on it
And 'cuz they got to jam on it
And St. got to jam on it
Got to jam on it, got to jam on it

The world you got to jam on it
And Brooklyn, yes, we got to jam on it
The lyricist to make you jam on it
you jam on it, make you jam on it