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Look into the
Rum to the

But at times I in triple
Blaow, blaow put the heater to head
Now your
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 you gotta do
So you'll be with France CU
Traitor in your is mafo heat
Put the in your tea
And kill the toad, But I'll be back with the
I'm on some new technique, drunken
Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm all crews what
Competition, for the rap man
check your tooters
While I'm on your girls hooters
Don't macho, while you got the gun
if you got to reload
Wyclef the
Average can't handle it
I'll it to you live
if you want it
Me and my guitar go like the days of the R MC's
[C'mon check out my
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
Through any
I'm
keep it real, if you will and manifest
Through your skills, not by how many shells you

I'm a down the ruckus
the nutcracker
Rough-neck make me no bother
Time time, ask Cyndi Lauper
Boss, you don't want to fuckk my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your
two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, idental
I autograph my lyrics with a number 2

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

To galaxy

Be this microphone, but get
Lyrically I'm
on in without the roach clip (it)
Henders,
Pleasure
So frequently your endings belong to me
Wrongfully you put me not receiving the full capacity of my smoke
Wack choke
From the that I emote
Or shit
See even I the mahogany L
hallucinogen
Turning boys to men
With estrogen
Release blues, yellows and
From Brownsville to

I creep a theif, no doubt the man's swift
I'm magnificent than Lee Van Cleef
You stand and got the nerve to let your man riff
[We where to run]
And start like dandruff
C'mon son my tight
by far I'm the best producer on the mic
Born to write, analytical
With precision and leave lyrical