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Look the rhyme
Rum to the

But at I come in triple
Blaow, blaow put the heater to your
Now dead
Wyclef don't a *beep* if you're dead
Raaaaah,
Let me attack just like the cat
You in the neighborhood, check the map
Hooo, you've got to go for
To do what you do
So you'll be back France CU
Traitor in your crew is mafo
Put the in your tea
And kill the toad, But I'll be back with the
I'm on some new technique, bamboo
Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm taking all crews
Competition, for the rap man
Losers your tooters
While I'm suckin' on girls hooters
play macho, while you got the gun
Cause if you got to
the multi-talented
Average heads can't it
I'll bring it to you
Only if you it
Me and my go back like the days of the R MC's
check out my melody]
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
Through any
I'm
Still keep it real, if you will and
Through your skills, not by how many shells you

I'm a bring down the
the nutcracker
Rough-neck make me no bother
Time after time, ask Cyndi
Boss, you want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, your proposal
two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false
I autograph my lyrics with a number 2

I'm the L, Won't you it
to the head
With the of a bullet
Cuttin' off at the meeky-freeky gullet
Lyrical sedative, niggas medative
Head rushers I to creative kids and fiends
Dreams of

To another

Be this microphone, but get
I'm gifted
Burn on in without the clip (it)
Henders,
Pleasure
So your nerve endings belong to me
you put me down not receiving the full capacity of my smoke
Wack choke
the fumes that I emote
Or emit
See even I the mahogany L
Natural
boys to men again
With dreams
Release blues, yellows and
From Brownsville to

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