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Date Posted: 04:37:35 08/09/02 Fri
Author: PODODADRINKDRINK
Subject: Dj Jazzy Jeff -Magnificient Lyrics

Lyrics - The Magnificient – DJ Jazzy Jeff



How I Do feat. Shawn Stockman & Cy Young

Baby, This is how
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do

Baby, This is how
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do

Girl, girl I've know you long
You are what I've got, because this energy I'm sending you is hard for you
to find.

And I
I want to give you some, but I'm not really sure if you can handle me or
even get which way I'm coming from

So easily I approach
Spittin' intellects so you get the most
Outta me, 'cos I'm no where close
Of being the run of the mill

And you'll find the life I claim
Is how I live 'cos I don't kick game
Ask me again and I'll tell you the same
'Cos with me its no shame

Its just How I Do
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do
Baby, This is How I Do
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do

RAP:
Listen, this is not a game/no balls fouled/I sniffed it like times just to
hunt you down/your beautiful smile/and the way you keep me aroused/got me
changing how I do what can I do now/is your option/pick like Malone and
Stockman/don't stop it/everything you do is love/its like every time you
move is bugged/I got something that will change your life/if you choose this
love

'Cos girl I like your style
The way you move and the way you smile
Gotta sit you down so we can talk a while
And see what's on your mind

But before I let you in
take you places you never been
The type of shit you go back and tell your friends
I have to check your profile

That's How I Do....

RAP:
Now what you mean you not smooth with it/I'm diggin you/but I'm trying to
stay cool with it/Miss you to cute with it/attitude rude with it/you get it/
there's something about the way you move in it/looking like you need
love/and I'm feelin' like doing you a favour/the pleasures mine/you leave
them other ladies behind/I give you some time and let you make up your
mind/Its your move now/take a minute/I'm gonna cool out/ It's nothing but a
thing say the word we cruise out/c'mon/you and me/yo, we can do things/move
outta state/pack your bags/we can move things/I'm talking about moving more
than just a few things/the car, the crib/baby you can choose things/hit you
with my last name/real nice cute ring/signed Shawn baby love/this is how we
do things


This is How I Do
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do
Baby
This is How I Do
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do

This is How I Do
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do
Baby
This is How I Do
How I Do
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh
How I Do




WE ARE

Just feeling the way that I do, hope lives on,
If not threw me threw song
I'm getting along, take deep breathes and hold on,
I write like I realize I could be gone I'm here
Is the true meaning of love clear,
If love is pain is love really fair,
is the meaning of life just to breath
is death losing all of your precious things
some thing men don't cry well heres tears
been told all these lies for these years
it's unclear why truth is untold
but hold fast and truth'll unfold
I know
but it's kind of hard to believe
that a whole generation a die over greed
that most of our own'll die overseas
but it all remains to go unseen

WE ARE livin for today not the past trying
to hold on cause the trouble won't last

WE ARE showing that the roots run deep and
the hope won't cease cause everyday
we believe

WE WILL hold on and hold out put it together and
make it work somehow

THIS IS this is for Malcolm and Music my story my
movement never forgetting the children

Hey young world,
keep your head to the sky the only way that
you'll fail is if you never ever try,
I live for you care for you you don't have to
worry i'm gone all ways be there for you (doing what)
laying the foundation cause were gonna make it but it's
gonna take dedication, (and what)
and hope and love and peace and I hope one day you'll see
and you can join us

If you love me say the words to me
I'm sourround by so many things that hurt to me
You know you'll always come first to me
this music it aint nothin but a verse to me
after the rain theres sunshine, It's not invane
we all feel it sometimes
so hold on stay strong we gone make do
and remember let positive shape you.
2nd chorus




We Are

Verse 3

This is for
For all the mothers single handed
For all the ghettos way too damaged
Hey young world, don’t you panic
Let courage lead you right
Darkness is temporary even though
The future’s looking scary
The most high don’t make mistakes, naw
When you’re chosen as the light
I know we’re a long way from home
On this land that they stole
They gave us drugs as the goal
For incarceration to unfold
To raise the murder toll
To divide the communities
Do away with unity
Unaware of the strength
That’s in you & me
‘Cuz we are





My Peoplez

Verse 1
I’ve seen streets where youth are forced to take the long way home
And I’ve seen the mothers mourn the lost of their only born
But still I believe we are given nothing more than we can bear
Our vision is only blurred when life seems unfair, so
Who am I to judge the man with the needle in his vein
When he’s just chasing freedom to escape the pain
Of the world’s fast paced pipe dreams and shortcomings?
He’s just tryna make do, find a way out of nothing
It’s like we’re damned if we do, and damned if we don’t
And it’s a very thin line between respect and bein’ broke

Pre-hook 1
And bein’ one red button away from world war 3
Always called the minority
And always, always pulled over, facing police brutality
Why is every street a living hell?
Probably ‘cuz they want us to fail, yeah
And 3 strikes will surely pack the jail
Like the slave ships when they sailed (whoa-oh)

Verse 2
Years and years of civil rights chasin’ to pass that bill
But ask yourself people, have we changed, or are we standin’ still?
Down & out struggling in this concrete jungle
One check away from starvation…….poverty
But they say bein’ free is about speaking your mind
But, prophesize 2 much and that’s where they draw the line
A line as thin as the line between war & peace
A line as thin as the line between west & east

Pre-hook 2
One button away from world war 3
Bein’ called the minority
And bein’ pulled, always bein’ pulled over, and subject to brutality
Why is every street like a living hell?
Probably ‘cuz they all just want us to fail
And 3 strikes I’m sure will pack the jail
Like the slave ships when they sailed, but they don’t know

Hook
My people was made to endure
My people all shapes and colors
My people got more peoplez wit them
That’s more people, more sisters & brothers
My people stay strong as an ox
My people will never fail
My people will always remain
Remain wit a story to tell

My peoplez was made to endure
My peoplez all shapes and colors
My peoplez got more peoplez wit them
That’s more people, more sisters & brothers
My peoplez stay strong as an ox
My peoplez will never fail
My peoplez will always remain
Remain wit a story to tell
(Repeat 3 times)



da ntro

its the magnificent with a sensational style/
jeff play it for a while, either am or fm/
I'm sprayin' cassettes in, sayin' when Jeff's in/
the dj booth we play truth/
in and out of town or overseas on a 3 day loop/
or high up in a plane playin' EA hoops/
or 2k live I'm the rapper watch the dj rise/
jazzy jeff look in thier dj eyes/
you can see it when they sweat, you can see it in their step/
you can see it in their juggle, you can see it their set/
soundin' muffled, f--- around and jeff townes'll cut you/
jump off stage in the crowd and duck you-bo!/
so if last name aint Townes then f--- you/
the west kat that left katz soul searching, Vestax spokesperson/
so certain that he'll reign(Rane) on new marks(Numarks) and leave 'em
overworkin',
blow circuits & lower curtains/
J-a- double z
J-e double f, straight outta double v,
Pete, here go the heat for streets and for stations/
beat generation, heat for all nations- Magnificence!!!!!



???

....the doe that i get i choose to spend it on fam/
flows that you spit, it's like you fit in my pants/
wearing my shoes/
washing my clothes and cooking my food- dependent/
I'm independent, nicest, aint no crisis
for intervention, i write this off a lighters/
and spliff's twistin', you up to bat then I'm pinch hittin'/
put that ass on the bench like you Mitch Richmond/
keep the pitch switchin'/
fast or slow the classic flow, good rittens/
west p to s.p.(south philly) to n.p./
my flows jet ski on sp and mp/
6-0's spit pro sick flow/
spittin' rhymes like a missle, since Down To The Grissle/
sick sounds gettin' penciled, get down with a stencil/
1 hook 1 verse for any clown with a issue/
aggressive beef let it rest in peace/
I got Rev in the West and Jeff in the East/

I'm used to boxing, giving five to the head/
I'm used to chocolate, gettin' high with the dreads/
I'm used to rockin', anytime anywhere/
BBlak, P Yams on stage you like j'yeah!/
y'all niggaz bullshittin/
run witta gang of starz and a full clip in/
witta clean change of drawz and your girl trickin'/
thorough thick in the waist, hurl dick in her face, earl twisted on 8ths...



WORLD WIDE

puff the dutch, don't make me fuck shit up/
BBlak bubblin' like alka-seltzer plus/
came in the place with my oldhead, P Yamz means cold red/
niggaz wont learn 'till they nose bled/
throw lead, we can go there, nigga, I don't know scared?
nowhere, renaissaince man, with the pen in my hand/
doe that I get, I choose to spend on fam/
flows th





The Magnificent

its the magnificent with a sensational style/
jeff play it for a while, either am or fm/
I'm sprayin' cassettes in, sayin' when Jeff's in/
the dj booth we play truth/
in and out of town or overseas on a 3 day loop/
or high up in a plane playin' EA hoops/
or 2k live I'm the rapper watch the dj rise/
jazzy jeff look in thier dj eyes/
you can see it when they sweat, you can see it in their step/
you can see it in their juggle, you can see it their set/
soundin' muffled, f--- around and jeff townes'll cut you/
jump off stage in the crowd and duck you-bo!/
so if last name aint Townes then f--- you/
the west kat that left katz soul searching, Vestax spokesperson/
so certain that he'll reign(Rane) on new marks(Numarks) and leave 'em
overworkin',
blow circuits & lower curtains/
J-a- double z
J-e double f, straight outta double v,
Pete, here go the heat for streets and for stations/
beat generation, heat for all nations- Magnificence!!!!!



For Da Love Of Da Game

for the love of the game, I only deal in dollars & change/
switch places from big faces, one in the same/
with snares & kicks, prepared to mix/
in the booth 'till I'm dead, no roof on my head/
even tools in the shed gotta place to stay, but a place to lay
that's what I deal with on a day to day/
phone off, heat off, loan sharks, speghetti no meatballs/
at least y'all can eat y'all/
feel my strain, on a cloudy day feel my rain/
no food no drink just hunger pains/
thinkin' everyday who this chrome gone kill/
smiling in womens face for a homecooked meal/
right now I hate my life, but love the way I write/
for real I think I seen my death/
think I like bummin g's from Jeff?/
pockets of my jeans on e and thier seams on f/
I'm a hardworking allnighter ASCAP/SESAC songwriter/
worldwide dimepiece raw rider/
feel my blood & tears/
but the love of the drug got me loved and reveared from the thugz for
years,
its the game yo!!!...


II
dealin' with dames to wheel the Range killin thier brains with game/
if not cousin, I'd be still on the train/
like you said we aint willin' to change, I'm feelin' ya mane(man in Cali
accent)
Yamsy family and we..

I attest to that, still walk with vest on back/
same ghetto same whip, still stressed on rap/
just wanna backyard, nuttin' less than that/
just want some cash, cars and them records with Blak/
It's just the game yo, but whether or not/
I'd still have love for hiphop..its just the game yo...





Foxxx's lyrics:

verse #1

Rockin is a state of mind, for nigahs that really do it,
leaving suckahs behind that can't pull through it,
you cut a throat to do better that nigahs doing better,
but you cant cut the neck of the second letter, U-M-P Knucks,
rappers get swung like chucks, Nigahs swearing that he's nice
when he really sucks, Ayo Ruck, why do rappers say they thugs
and gangsters, when they holloween dress up nigahs, panty hose,
acting like they hard with them new edition candy girl flows,
I'm funky like George Sir nose, I'm real like tax time you try to
escape, and I'll clamp down on your real estate, and your fake
estate, that means everything rented, borrowed, stolen and anything
you might be holdin, I come like two nidduts, under pressure bussin,philly
soul reachin, Bumpy heart touchin, jazzy like jeff nigah,
I'm not a giraffe, I'm Bumpy Abu Jimaal, I'll clap you fast,
and be dead center chest like the gold medallion, that hangs around
the chest on the old Italian..................

Hook: scram kid your new to me, you bother me
cause know, yall ni-gahs really aint thugs
your tryin to be hardcore but-cha not,
I'll write your eulogy, you bother me,
It'll be, no help from family or friends
nobody can really help you now..............

verse# 2

Here I am the real emcee, writing of suckah emceez like I'm DMC,
my little killahs in the BM3, follow bumpy in the black 600 wit
tha 1 2 V, I meant V12 but where ever I dwell, they'll bus for me
in heaven, they'll bus for me in hell, cause I'm still hot,
any rapper I fear not, I'll give to you raw like my pops was
gill scott, mama was jill scott, hummin melodies, my head on her
chest fealin tha bass in her breast, time nor space exist for
the man, that knows the eternal, don't make me return you,
you can pull it out, wave it no doubt, but before buss it off,
heres one to think about, come to bumpy get your heart tested,
if you pass, you'll be passin out, I'm blastin in and I'm
blastin out...............................

Hook:scram kid your new to me, you bother me
cause know, yall ni-gahs really aint thugs
your tryin to be hardcore but-cha not,
I'll write your eulogy, you bother me,
It'll be, no help from family or friends
nobody can really help you now..............

Verse #3

I'm more convinced now then on A Part Of My Life, that I'm a die
with rhymin kids & a rhymin wife. I'm a body every nigah, that
ever did me trife, thats word to great grandma indian and her
carving knife, I'm power in it's finest hour, ask Queen Latifah
who's the hardest rapp gangsta that she'll ever speak to, you
better check my record, matter fact check my album, Industry
shook down, nigahs is shook now, it's time for revolution,
cause I see booty, is wax prostitution. I'm the chairmen of
bussin nigahs wit chairs, krackin nigahs heads open with heineken
beers, most people see my shadow, black & wide but can't see my
heart black with pride, cause you got a devil inside, plottin
for a spot where the late great Biggie reside, I'll be a father
like Big Chuck, raising my sons, to keep the enemy close and buss
their guns, I stepped to a few nigahs & made them all One, with
the 16 shot beretta, that I call Fun, music must reflect the time,
time reflect the music, so shorty come correct, if you next to
use it, from lil bow wow to lil zane, I told this to kane brother
little daddy shane, I'll always spit a nigah name, and hope to
God he answer, then I'll get all in his body like a nasty cancer,
I take honor and pride in the mic, & will fight for it like it was
a civil right baby............................





Sample Used:
SOME DJS ARE X 3
SO HERE’S A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT MY DJ
THE MAGNIFICENT
JAZZY JEFF X 2


PAULY YAMZ
Who the underground DJ even dirty the echo
with more years in the cut game then Ferdie Pachecko?
It's JJ, nice with it till he's DOA
It's JJ, not from good times but TOJ
Was born with it you know you can't recruit cool
Jeff scratch like a hustler that can't shoot pool
Even if the needle jump, no prob he still catching it
Double beating transforming and back scratching it
The underdog made his mark inflated on him
You said it couldn't be done, straight hated on him
It's all hood Jeff is easily good
Never claim to be the be the best but he easily could
Longevity back you were riding in your dad's Honda
We loaded records in a bright yellow pathfinder
You talking wheels he on top on the heap
1200 hundreds in the club, six out in the street
He's the magnificent!


BABY BLAK
Jeff play for a while, whether AM or FM, I’m spraying cassettes in, saying that Jeff’s in the DJ booth, he plays truth, in and out of town, overseas, on the 3 day loop, fly around in the plane playing EA hoops & 2K live, I’m the rapper watch the DJ prize, Jazzy Jeff look in their DJ eyes, you can see it in their self, see it in their step, you can see it in their jump you can see it when they sweat, sound them off, fuck around and Jeff Townes will cut you, jump off stage in the crowd and duck you, so if your last name ain’t Townes then fuck you, the west cat, the left cat,soul searching vestax spokesperson,so certain any reign with new marks will leave you over workin’, blow circuits and lower curtains,J-A-double Z, J- E- double F straight out the double V, straight out the stations, the Beat Generation, here for the nation, the Magnificent!


Can I get a mic. Check one two
I’m in the spot no need to ask you I want to/
Grab the m-I-c- and spit something nice/
drop a cold jewl for brothers that be wanting ice/
And for the ladies in the joint you I’m glad you came /
Please excuse me if I know you but forgot your name/
I got a bad memory but you remember me /
You ain’t the first to say we had intimacy/
But any way good to see you again,/
Party start at nine thirty hope to see you at ten/
Can’t talk to you now cause I see you with him/
And I’ma slide to the side and I’ma leave you a pen/
You know what to do just write your number/
And we could hook up and have a private slumber/
I love the way the body just move to sound/
That’s why a brother always at the music lounge (yeah)
Chorus(2x)
Sit back relax and enjoy the sound /
Or stand up get live and just move around/
You are now in tune to the music lounge/
That host is the brother with the grooven sound/
Verse two
Can I get a mic check three four /
The crowd jumping up down like seesaw/
The place to be is where Im at and yall here too/
Somebody said O the broads is all near you/
Cause Im a magnet for beats that are classic/
And shorties with bodys that are fantastic/
The music’s like an afrodiciac/
Where ever brothers on the mic you could see me at /
It aint a thing better than a good soul clap/
Who ever got the microphone let me hold that/
And Im’a show that, I feel the rythem and vibes/
Those who drive by park they cars come in side/
Cause Im attracting but not in a vein sense/
Its sordof like here tonight Im the main event/
So if you like what you here embrace the sound/
Everybody in the spot just waive your hands (yeah)/
Chorus (2x)
Verse three
Can I get a mic check five six/
Im like the news I always gotta bring the live shit/
To inquiring people inspiring/
Feeling down Im here to make you feel alive again/
Get your soul moving this here is a soul movement/
The body’s a shrine and you up for home improvement/
Build with me relax back and chill with me/
I put my feelings on the paper so get real with me/
Don’t leave me hanging, five on the black side/
Im all about soul music and black pride/
What else is it, Im glad you all came to visit/
You really in for a treat cause the flows exquisit/
See forself, or better yet you gotta hear it/
Not with your ears though but your spirit/
Just close your two eyes and open your third/
And witness vibration spoken in word (word yall)/


In Time

Masters At Work, A Touch Of Jazz, a collabo

(You know that you should take time to make time, for all things work out so
perfectly)

There is a place I often close my eyes and drift off to/
Where time stands still and it feels as if I¹m floating on cloud 9/
In this place there are no burdens of the world to trouble me, no/
I become one with the rhythm, caught by the spirit in luv with the beat
yeah, yeah/
I start dancing to the rhythm of my own drum/
Sweating away all my urban blues/
And in that instant moment the fast pace of the rat race is left behind/
And right now what could be sweeter, I¹m just passing time/
I¹m telling you we should

Chorus
Take time to make time for all things work out perfectly/
Your time is my time, for all things work eventually in time/
So relax your mind

When things don¹t seem to go your way (its ok)/
You have to be patient, humble you must stay/
I know that you might not want to wait, but don¹t give up, no (don¹t be
afraid)/
Find the energy inside to stand up (cause you can¹t hide from life¹s)
adversities/
Overcome your fears with faith and you will see/
You can stand up on your own two feet, if you just believe, oh/
(Just believe) hold on and make sure that we

Chorus (2x)

(Chorus, ad-libs)

Gotta realize there¹s a bigger picture to my individuality/
I know sometimes I wanna flip, flip my lid, but I know that understanding is
the key/
To luv, peace, joy, we can be free, free, free, free, free/
Free, free, free, free, free, free, free, free/
If we live in perfect, per-fect harmony.

(Ad-libs)

Take time to get in the rhythm, get in the groove/
Take time to get in the groove, oh you must

(Ad-libs)

Take time to relax your mind/
Take time to relax your mind




Love Savior written by Flo Brown and Raheem DeVaughn

He Asked what he had to have to have me
I thought about it deep it took a few seconds
to think about the often asked question
what it take to bring me back to heaven
were we came from before we changed dumb
to nonrelation and agrevation
simple conversations arguments and beef
focused by the many and studied by the sheep
but i dont play those games or entertain
the physical before the mental, lust before you into
what makes me laugh and makes me cry
the very simple things that open up my mind
put a tingle to my spine---make my eyes shine
bright and wild---open like a child----elogant with style
that real mystique----that speaks very little but say the greatest things

chorus-
If love is what you need---baby
if that is what it takes
then that is what i'll give you---baby
you aint gotta wait
it is what it is---baby
if that is what you need
something like ya love savior
that is what i'll be

I often wonder why you cant see love
its colorless with no smell but plenty buzz
it takes you to the threshold---and hold you there
it breaks you till your flesh molds----and scolds you fair
outta wits with uncontrolled fits
i get emotional with shit like this----im speaking it
how it can happen, the force could start you clapping
or make you walk on air,crawl on stairs, and call on prayers
to free you back
loosen up your grips and lesson up your straps
but you could have that--the water of the earth
a woman that could birth,some honey for your thrist
im talking bout the greatest gift thats known to man
im speaking on the highest band ,just understand
understand within ya span what you can have
take my hand and do the math

chorus(repeat same)-once

A candid type of picture of a everlasting mixture
of man and woman, a sensual depiction
how many times i gotta say it
i saw it in his eyes
he looked into my soul and took me by surprise
had me walking round on rise
so learn from the wise--a king dats comprised
of love for me...that know self
and never underestimate the power of my welp
the pull of the ocean when he in it and its felt
the fuel of devotion when he crying out for help
i dont ask for much, but give me everything
give me what you bring
feed me what you sing
you said you was a king so lead me to the spring
summer then the fall, I backwalls yall, that speak but dont live
that wreak that bullshit...we grown now show me strength and hold me tense

chorus(repeat same)- twice

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