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Look into the
Rum to the

But at times I come in
Blaow, blaow put the heater to your
Now dead
Wyclef don't give a *beep* if dead
Raaaaah,
Let me attack just the black cat
You in the wrong neighborhood, the map
Hooo, got to go for backup
To do you gotta do
So you'll be back France CU
Traitor in your is mafo heat
Put the poison in tea
And the toad, But I'll be back with the centipede
I'm on some new technique, drunken
Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm all crews what
Competition, for the rap man
Losers your tooters
I'm suckin' on your girls hooters
Don't macho, while you got the gun
Cause if you got to
Wyclef the
Average heads handle it
I'll bring it to you
if you want it
Me and my go back like the days of the R MC's
[C'mon check out my
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
any contest
I'm
Still keep it real, if you and manifest
Through your skills, not by how shells you peel

I'm a bring down the
the nutcracker
Rough-neck rednecks make me no
after time, ask Cyndi Lauper
Boss, you want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is
Like utensil, idental
I autograph my lyrics with a 2 pencil

I'm the L, Won't you it
to the head
With the speed of a
Cuttin' jokers off at the gullet
Lyrical sedative, niggas medative
Head rushers I give to creative and fiends
of euphoria

To another

Be this microphone, but get
I'm gifted
Burn on in without the roach (it)
Henders,
sender
So frequently your nerve belong to me
Wrongfully you put me not receiving the full capacity of my smoke
Wack choke
From the fumes I emote
Or emit
See even I feel the L
Natural
Turning boys to men
estrogen dreams
Release blues, and greens
From Brownsville to

I creep a theif, no doubt the man's swift
I'm more than Lee Van Cleef
You stand stiff and got the nerve to let man riff
[We know where to
And flakin' like dandruff
C'mon son my steelo's
Cause by far I'm the best on the mic
to write, analytical conceptions
With precision and lyrical incisions