Luyện nghe bài hát The Rip Off

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Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus,
Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus, Can-i-bus

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Can I rip it? (Yes you can!)
Can I rip it? (Yes you can!)
Can I rip it? (Yes you can!)
Well I'm (Ohhhhhh!)

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Yo, my races to create these lyrical mosaics like paintings
To me record store and art galleries are merely the same
I feel I'm Rembrandt and my man Van Gogh is amazin
Canibus is not some average rap patron, have
I went changes, not being with the majors and all
'Til my man Lombard gave me a call
and talked about some way to cake off
I thought hmmm.. I make more, he said "Sure"
"I could put you in about thousand stores,
and get at least fifty orders"
"Maybe more 'Bus, who knows your is emormous"
Well of course, who I've toured with; Wyclef
I didn't sell twenty million 'cause it wasn't my yet
I'm satisfied with the up I rhyme with
G Rap, Pharoahe Monch, and Rakim
Including future superstars I've worked with far
Like Free, 106 and Park
You to understand somethin; 'Bus is raw
Raw to the floor, raw reservoirs,
Auger mandible jaws, split you in half
Addicted to rippin jackers, but I rip a
we battle, there's two questions I have to ask
Are you any firearms, and did you pack your bags?
Cool, I'ma make you feel real bad
And I'ma make you so mad, you'll probably
I can see you tryna get me like got Biggie
Somewhere in the city, on a pretty day I dressed in Jiggy
And I got security me
I'll you a buck-fifty so quickly,
you won't even that ya nose dripping
So much on the floor, you might as well be pretending
to be a dozen bitches PMSing
Sounds kinda tempting, it?
Dissing me really worth it, was it?
I'm buggin, I know a lot of loved it
and to convince the public to safe bug this
But just think, I played like a bunch of puppets
You play Russian Roulette a musket,
and got in your own nugget
A twenty-one gun salute with no and no trumpets
While the rain and the storm thunders
Your carcass smells so pungent, it turns my stomach
Attracts the buzzards, on Fox Eyewitness News
Rip the on the loose in London,
he slipped through US and flew to Dublin
Frontin as a janitor in a or somethin
Workin for little or nothin, I'm warnin you TRUST HIM
He's a risk to the American public
And don't ever the law 'cause he thinks he's above it
get one thing straight; you can't touch him,
Outsmart him, out him, or out hustle him
You can't 'em - join 'em, you can't join 'em - fuck 'em
Can-I-Bus, ya hate him or ya love him

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Yeah yeah, I seen you at Tuesday's
a toupee, talkin on ya two-way -- you look gay
Nigga I don't give a about the games you play
I gnaw on ya bones 'til my teeth turn
Or turn yellow like I brushed in a few days
And the blood to taste like red toothpaste
Nigga this ain't communion and that ain't
Delicacies the FDA won't in the states
Like a witche's brew in your vanilla latte
Or perhaps of Dog in a Malaysian cafe
If I was a cook I would probably take a day
Clock out and come back, you keep the back pay
That's some shit, all you have A
Is that why all you all attracted to me?
Look at yourself, why you listen to me?
Listen to yourself, constantly dissin me
listen to this bitch, get off my D
If you don't think that I'm the illest, that's cool I don't
I proved myself, time and time
Grippin mics Heinekens, who want me to rhyme again?
You could never expire the within
me with a gun is easy, try a pen
For the use it was
I don't like to be the one to start the nigga,
but I how to end it
Kill yourself take the credit - get it?
You see way, things couldn't work out more pleasant