
The Magnificent Jazzy Jeff DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince
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[Intro: The Fresh Prince & (Jazzy Jeff)]
Some deejays are (good) some deejays are (fresh)
Some deejays are even (def)
But here's a little somethin 'bout my deejay
(The Magnificent) Jazzy Jeff!
So bust this beat!
(Disc) (jock)
Yo Jazzy!
[Verse 1: The Fresh Prince & (DJ Jazzy Jeff)]
Well, it's true that I'm the reigning king of the throne
But with all my strength, I couldn't do it alone
I need a deejay like (Jazzy!) to back me up
So when I'm rockin' on the mic he's on the crossfade cut
Scratchin' and mixin', mixin' and scratchin'
Second after second it's the record
He's catchin'
His hands are so fast that it's a medical riddle
With the turntable split and the mixer in the middle
Back and forth his hands fly
With the speed of a cheetah that'll puzzle your
Eye
Record after record, he has no mercy
Cuts left, cuts right, then he cuts vice versa
I'm not exaggerating, I said it and I meant it
I resent it if you say that his cuts are precedented
He's a lean, mean wreckin' machine
He gets respected like a king when he's on the scene
So bust a move, cause you know he's def
He's my deejay (the magnificent) Jazzy Jeff
Some deejays are (good) some deejays are (fresh)
Some deejays are even (def)
But here's a little somethin 'bout my deejay
(The Magnificent) Jazzy Jeff!
So bust this beat!
(Disc) (jock)
Yo Jazzy!
[Verse 1: The Fresh Prince & (DJ Jazzy Jeff)]
Well, it's true that I'm the reigning king of the throne
But with all my strength, I couldn't do it alone
I need a deejay like (Jazzy!) to back me up
So when I'm rockin' on the mic he's on the crossfade cut
Scratchin' and mixin', mixin' and scratchin'
Second after second it's the record
He's catchin'
His hands are so fast that it's a medical riddle
With the turntable split and the mixer in the middle
Back and forth his hands fly
With the speed of a cheetah that'll puzzle your
Eye
Record after record, he has no mercy
Cuts left, cuts right, then he cuts vice versa
I'm not exaggerating, I said it and I meant it
I resent it if you say that his cuts are precedented
He's a lean, mean wreckin' machine
He gets respected like a king when he's on the scene
So bust a move, cause you know he's def
He's my deejay (the magnificent) Jazzy Jeff
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