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What's Clef

Wyclef Jean

Cheated (To All the Girls)

1998

So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often 

But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's coffin 

Back from Miami where your record got no heat

What's Clef (Instrumental)

Wyclef Jean

Cheated (To All the Girls)

1998

practice
So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's coffin
Back from Miami where your record got no heat

their domain
No weak member
Full knowledge of the arcane
Winter and summer from the spring until the fall
The wolves
Will live 
After World's dawn

and Math
No need to suffer when you roughen up
A tougher act
You could explain the ways by singing what you mean to me
Or break a couple strings, it's easy

of a blues song
Battered and bruised
It's all in the news
Say that I'm a lovestruck little kid
Waiting on a 13 out of 10
With cheap perfume and high top shoes

would toss me in the fields of stress
With a silent dose of heavy chills from the feels of death
My last breath is coming sooner than the time moving
No

fair ground is improbable even for promising teens
Others motivated solely by Tru religion jeans
So obscene

Mental battles from swishers and cigarettes

no lovin',
Been fresh then a bitch, since 9th grade,
Show you how to ball, in 9 ways
The north side bitches be bad as fuck,
Coolin' in some j's and 9

On a deckchair in the sun
Carried by a sick love song

Our fingers looking for the tone
No matter what they say
Gasping, here we'll stop our run
 Head on your

Worthlessness Purpose

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

becomes you
Be humble, if it ever takes something from you
No advantage, No standard
Ya Tranquility is being tampered with by Canibus' masterpiece mantra

to the point I'm just keeping it literal
From the rock bottom to top of the mountain a better view
Loving this journey cause I'm trying to get right ahead of you

when we walk through the blizzard
With no hat, coat, or gloves for our digits
It's been a long, long road, no fibbin'
Goes so quick though, excuse me

yeah death creeping up from behind
Really don't pay him no mind me I'm just living my life

I got 200 songs I don't know if ima drop
Watching the time

that's when the strings get tied tight
Yeah I been up days n nights making it right yeah for myself 
But for my niggas I can't get no help
Late nights I

this to a Crime scene
Cause my main don't got no time For me
So shawty gonna ride for me
Ten years ago I met this girl who was A hoe turns out she was my

the apparatus I got silverback gorilla status
I pull the one red string that runs through your mattress
And make your bed springs sing a song of sadness
Sad

Diamonds colder than cold cause came from the artic
Shawty pulling all my strings
She must be a guitarist

New watch plain jane, if I'm just being modest

origin in reality
Is buried by focusin' on our differences and this is called insanity
Race war is a distraction from the class war
I motivate on Black

Okay, okay, never thought that I'd make it this far
I'm not the boss yet, so when i'm talkin bout pulling strings, i'm just playing guitar
Hats off,

movie

Have you seen this movie?
Our guess would be no
But this famous theme song you probably know
We'll show you how this song is used
In movies

isn’t driven by any ulterior motive; relationship built in a linear motion.
Now alas with her rocking an hourglass figure, it’s no surprise time never

all of these barriers and goin' through the rubble (aye)
Mount Kiliminjaro, I be headin' to the top, don't gotta borrow
Any money from anybody for

One Hundred

Paul Wall

Deep in the Heart of Texas, Vol. 6

2014

And all your friends that soon forgot
They leavin you all alone to rott
But I'll be there till you back on top
I'm down wit ya wit no strings
No matter

shows
 
I scribble on the pages, maybe a little contagious
Not a rip-off of a famous you better be taking notes
God knows where my lyrics come from