Luyện nghe bài hát What's Clef

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I got it to my face
I got it started to my face,
What you
There wasn't be no retaliation?

Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be
You call my four times on a record?
Hey, hey

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Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline
New York City, get it confused
Your song will last as long as your in "Krush Groove"

moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson
You write being a veteran but not a legend
Back the war with thirty-two medals of honor
You claimin' underground but never been to Bobbito the

Gimme medals back, since you forgot how to rap
DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode where the student kills the

Any last before I send you to your dream?
Hold my and pray

You got knowledge yourself
So you don't know what mean, aight?
Who supped you up to do the
In the place?

It taste, you get "The Gas Face"
3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin'
Lickin' Lyles, Labels, lickin' they balls

Under the room table
When you hear this record, you bound to go
I worked too for this life is serious
ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your target practice

So call Mr. Martin, I kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a coffin
Back from Miami your record got no heat
That's why Def Jam interns call it, "Battle of the Beats"
You're weak

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Yo, this my
your question?

What's Clef got to do with this, got to do this?
What's
I'm not a Bob Marley
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with
your ghost writers, "Go write something better"

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Guess Uh, oh, uh, oh
we go, oh, uh, oh
Every two records you do
You get the best MCs, how? To first

Of course you rap last, so you can show off your
I guess, it didn't on, "4, 3, 2, 1"
You got out by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon is to call out Jean

Not knowing you callin' fire for your cremation
Jammin' and cool, like you

say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the
Let ring like Sunday school
L.L. Cool J is as hell?

So hard at he's Jezebel
I heard the teller,
How you think he wrote the
the bells

Yo,
I know you got styles but get back to the kid
is real

Yo, don't get me angry, the Hulk, I'll turn green
Your marriage is a up 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun love of hip-hop, these lyrics got you
Knowing well that bad men don't wear G-strings

Another side of Clef, the face you seein' oppressed
I even got the worshipers sayin', "God bless"
You star struck and I'ma buck you like
And when say, "Who did it?," you tell them Benny Blanco

Wyclef, preacher's son, the revelation
buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for billion
I to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians

And even, get you an ad in, "The Source"
You'll be the rapper selling products for hair loss
The W Y C L E F,
The return of 'Jack the Ripper' was to meet his death

The next time, you wanna dis me for
Get off my dick, go somewhere and your lips, bitch
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What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with
Clef?
I'm not a muscle man
What's got to do with this, got to do with this?

Watch you ask for 'cause you just might get it
Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., record is wack
L.L., why don't you give up?

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