Luyện nghe bài hát Jam On It

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

The old beats my speech radiates
I grab the mic my voice resulates and
I the B boy emulate
A buck-fifty still swinging like a

Me and the lounge about to
You don't believe, let me
The way we make cats

Well hold up you got to the tape
You got to prove you can the bricks
Me and my man going to
The whole way you operate, cooperate

And what's name?
(Mos Def)
And where you
(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 here ripping me?
to prove you position to me?
(Some ain't equiped to MC)
But you can see I'm G

The universal
I rock the efficiently
the Brooklyn but centered to
And I do it so

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

From Brownsville all the way down to
(Damn brother's flow is insane)
That's I've been trying to explain
Got no to play games

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

Oh, yes my style is so
Guranteed to win any MC
Old school like the fresh dress
You you assets to get my cassette

Now fresh, the red hook address
Make a cop jealous swell abscess
I'm shoutin' bigs up to and the rest
'Bout to drop it on 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 name is Mos Def and my style never pest
Brown skinned MC
I got the zodiac 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 chill his style
Ain't ill but straight up counterfeit

You see I'm fast or bent or
Then bullet and I'm on the set
All the fans just raise 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 B-girls
know others better than me

I said hey Mos Def you can't the show
You ain't the MC out here with flow
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 just slow you
'Cuz arm's too shook to have mic control
See I get on the mic and jump off your
You best get out my face and stay in a place

See I get on the mic because I I can
And I'm fresher than you I know I am
So when I jump on the stage you better back
your name is Mos Def but your 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 whack
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 to whip your butt

Well you ain't my daddy and I'm letting you
you can't tell 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 boy I'ma tell ya
You need to learn to your elders
But since you here and you think you got
Then get on the mic and show you're

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

Rock the beat, shock the
Till time to stop the beat
moving show improvement
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 up your bags and get down with me

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

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

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 Detroit 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 just to you jam on it
you jam on it, make you jam on it