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Beyond Comprehension

Gang Starr

Step in the Arena

1991

(damn) this jam's beyond comprehension

Like planets in orbit, we ride the life cycle
Some take a rifle on the street cause it seems neat
Whatever turns

Return Of The B-Boy

The Pharcyde

Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde

1992

want it
Show no shame, hey Malik goddamn get your arrow and aim
It ain't no thing to jam on it, jam on it (You don't stop)

The debonair MC, in

Sons of 3rd Bass

3rd Bass

The Cactus Album

1989

wrecks sets, Def Jam a true wrecker
The label is nothing but MC Black 'n' Decker
Three boys buggin' to the A.M.
You step to the Serch and I slam!

How

ta canta
J'am crê voa cu alegria, na peito
Na coração
J'am crê voa cu asas de paixão

(chorus)

J'am crê voa p'rá lá
Cu asas de paixão
Um voz na

check it out!!)
Speed閉ざした過去が
目覚めていくメロディー
地球が震える程に
確信犯の狙い撃ち
(pump the jam!)
Blazin' Beat 痛いほど
強い愛を浴びせて
(Let's go!)
Blazin' Beat 叫ぶ風
響く音で抱いて
Naked

Wham (Re-Bop-Boom-Bam)

Roy Eldridge

Little Jazz [Jazz Archive]

1996

Wham, re-bop-boom-bam
I can sing and I can jam

Wham, re-bop-boom-bam
I'm a killer-diller, yes, I am

Wham, re-bop-boom-bam
Romp it, stomp it,

Pacific Island Music

Def Tech

Def Tech

2005

Def Tech から湧き出る
このメローフロウー
We never heard a vibe like this original raga soul
So jam, jam, jam jump on the high
東から西に揺らす high Live
Hey, yo, step it

Home Sweet Home

Rev Run

Distortion

2005

Now, me and D, we had a jam, we used to kick it with Jay
He was the baddest fuckin' man in the U.S. of A.
He had a rack of black jackets and some

Boog It

Glenn Miller & His Orchestra

Frenesi: 1940

2000

Boog it, nothin to it, Jack 
In the mellow track 
Boog it, got it comin back 
Bim-bam, skim-skam, jim-jam 
Romp! 
Boog it, everybody out, boog

the breast stroke
Threw the money bitches get nothing from me
World in my hand in Jan we never worry
Oh this your jam your jam show me some liquor courage

I love my baby, I love my baby (so ready, yeah, yeah)
I love my baby, I love my baby

Well, it's a new hit for the radio (radio)
Just another jam

daddy daddy daddy daddy yankee
este es Nicky jam Yankee man yo
a perrear
pegate aqui

Ven mami pegate aqui
que vas a ver lo que vas a sentir
ven mami

And two ehm

Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat ain't slammin

lyrical style
you're gonna get sprayed
masterminded with a master plan
well i'm back to the jam
with a mic in my hand
so where would you rather be
living

the nite

Doc'll bend you quick, like the front of your Nikes

Redman, I make my 929 can-can

And if you cant't stand the pressure, slam dance

Def Jam lost

Let's get dirrty (that's my jam)
I need that, uh, to get me off
Sweatin' until my clothes come off 

It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh)
Still

BAMMM!
And you say, G**damn! This is the dope jam!
But let's define the term called "Dope"
And you think it mean funky now, no
Here is a true tale

know my name and you know where I'm from

[1]
All y'all fakers, Def Jam haters
R&B, South Central, Westside players
To all my homies that's sittin'

yo invente ese vocablo
envidienme muchachos que yo nunca me endiablo
(Nicky Jam!)

La Calle lo pidió y vamos para ella hoy
nou, nou, nou, no

finesse plans
Willie in my mama kitchen whippin'
Like a chef chem
Pyrex pots he good with his left hand
Def Jam, even the deaf jam
Even the deaf hear

niggas wanna jam
Lil Kodak wanna make a sandwich

I'm getting bread so they wanna jam me
They wanna make a sandwich
A PB&J sandwich, I swear to God
It's

that you're naughty
T - to the thugs and the niggas in the party
E - fifth record, everybody put ya hands up
L - in your Lex or your Lands
Turn the jams

with no jam (What? What?)
For real

Peanut butter everywhere like it's my money
Spread it on the bread cause that's funny
Add a little jam now you got

Brought the cannon to the jam
Who the fuck is you? (You)
Who the fuck is you?
(Nigga, who the fuck is you?)
Don't give a fuck what you sayin'
Who the fuck