Luyện nghe bài hát What's Clef

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

Ha, ha, ha
You be kiddin'
You call my name four on a record?
Hey, hey

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Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than hairline recedes
New City, don't get it confused
Your song last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"

Body moves, the battles, bullets, the
You write about a veteran but not a legend
Back from the war thirty-two medals of honor
You underground but never been to Bobbito the Barber

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Yo, this my
your question?

What's Clef got to do this, got to do with this?
Clef?
I'm not a Bob impostor
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do this?
Tell your 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 done by the young gun
last weapon is to call out Wyclef Jean

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

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

So hard at night he's
I the teller, Himmemel
How you think he the song?
the bells

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

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

Another side of Clef, the face you won't oppressed
I even got the worshipers sayin', "God bless"
You star and I'ma buck you like Carlito
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell Benny Blanco

Wyclef, preacher's son, the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for million
MCA buy for eleven 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 the Ripper' was only to meet his death

The time, you wanna dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go and lick your lips, bitch
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in peace

What's Clef got to do with this, got to do this?
What's
I'm not a muscle man
Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?

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

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