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[Wyclef] Let's go

[DJ
I wanna, punch them niggaz sayin don't rock
And I wanna, rape that bitch told a lie on 'Pac
I wanna right some wrongs I put my coast on lock
So when you see the bastard don't you go into shock
If the hates me I'll buy your enemies guns
and have 'em clappin on you shermheads, takin funds
you motherfuckers to death, give you the runs
You better nice up, before you leak and the ice up

Jean]
I wanna murder the sniper that shot at Luther King
Then get rid of the Viagra I'm strictly ginseng
Campaign in the hood if you want
all the gangs, put 'em up in Congress
Quik is so quick, listen to the ba-bum
Brooklyn Zoo, California, guns the size of
elephant trunk, trunk trunks, ladies shake hump hump
Get your "Flashlight" cause we crunk P-Funk

Wyclef]
Ladies - I you feel me
If you up in the let me see you shake your body
like you got no and you tipsy off the Henny
Thugs - easy the slugs tonight
I'm to meet my wife tonight, make love tonight
You don't see yo' body on ice, right

[DJ
Now if I snapped, it was just a matter of
before I turned the Mad Hatter, splatter your bladder
On the morning after, you can't refute the
Cause body parts get in plaster (ew)
Don't try to call a truce cause I'm still after you
I don't like your kids but I'ma spare 'em; later
add 'em to my harem, and share 'em the niggaz you like the least
still got it out for yo' ass when you swiped the piece

[Wyclef
Yo, ever since "The Score" these rappers just bored
So I ain't rap no more; I songs for
Whitney Houston you could me with Santana
on tour, DipSet'n like Santana
We don't like we used to sell?
That's cause they live in America, we get worldwide
I'm on half of the year, you can't see me 'cause
And your career be as long as Britney's wedding was, ya heard?

[Wyclef -
California, knows how to
when I in the L-A-X
Quik picked me up, four freaks in a
Big chronic, me nah smoke sess
But it's all buddha bless from the East and the
Throw up yo' set, I don't say this
But we gotta the peace, too many in a coffin
some liquor for my cousins out in Compton

[DJ
I'm not a kingpin, I'm a wing man
Strapped to the teeth a blunt, and a green can
no G
Hennessy and Olde E, we run so
86 concubine, he's just an old creep
You're so weak nigga and your hoes is so nigga
You can't even get a prop on your own
I'm at the Lake Park and Meridian if you wanna