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Look into the
Rum to the

But at times I in triple
Blaow, put the heater to your head
Now dead
Wyclef don't give a *beep* if you're
Raaaaah,
Let me attack just the black cat
You in the neighborhood, check the map
Hooo, got to go for backup
To do you gotta do
So be back with France CU
Traitor in your is mafo heat
Put the poison in tea
And kill the toad, But I'll be with the centipede
I'm on some new technique, bamboo
Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm taking all what
Competition, for the rap man
Losers check your
While I'm suckin' on your girls
play macho, while you got the gun
Cause if you got to
Wyclef the
Average heads can't 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 out my melody]
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
Through any
I'm
Still keep it real, if you will and
Through skills, not by how many shells you peel

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

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

To galaxy

Be this microphone, but get
Lyrically I'm
Burn on in the roach clip (it)
Henders,
sender
So frequently nerve endings belong to me
Wrongfully you put me not receiving the full capacity of my smoke
niggas choke
From the fumes that I
Or shit
See even I the mahogany L
Natural
Turning to men again
estrogen dreams
Release blues, and greens
Brownsville to Queens

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