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I got it to my face
I got it started to my face,
What you thought, there wasn't be no retaliation?
Ha, ha, ha
You be kiddin'!
You call my name four times on a
Heh, heh!

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Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga
I'ma push you further than your hairline recedes
New York City, get it confused
Your song last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson
You write about a veteran, but not a legend
Back from the war with medals of honor
You claimin' but never been to Bobbito the Barber
Gimme them back, since you forgot how to rap
Call DJ and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna ya
A new where the student kills the teacher
Any words before I send you to your dream?
Hold my hands and

You got knowledge yourself
So you know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face" 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' balls
Under the room table
When you this record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too hard, for life is serious
This ain't bulls-eye, I ain't target practice
So call Mr. Martin, I rarely often
But in this sound clash, I got a coffin
Back from Miami where your got no heat
That's why your Def Jam call it "Battle of the Beats"
You're nigga!

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Yo, this my

What's your

Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's
I'm not a Bob Marley
What's Clef got to do this, got to do with this?
Tell your writers, "Go write something better"

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who? Uh-oh, uh-oh
Here we go-o,
two records you do scenario
You get the best MCs, how? To first
Of course you rap last, so you can off your skirt
I guess it didn't on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by the young gun
last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you callin' fire for cremation
and cool, sumpthin' like you
say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the
Let bells ring like Sunday
L.L. J is hard as hell?
So hard at night he's
I heard the teller,
How you think he the song?
the bells!

Yo,
I know you got styles, but get back to the kid
is real!

Yo, don't get me angry, like the Hulk, I'll turn
marriage is a cover up, 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun love of hip-hop, lyrics got you steamed
damn well that bad men don't wear g-strings
Another side of Clef, the face you won't seein'
I even got the Devil sayin', "God bless"
You star struck, and buck you like Carlito
And when they say, "Who did it?," you them Benny Blanco
Wyclef, preacher's son, the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty
MCA buy for eleven billion
I to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper selling for hair loss
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
The return of Jack the Ripper was to meet his death
The time, you wanna dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go somewhere and your lips, bitch!

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in peace!

What's Clef got to do with this, got to do this?
Clef?
I'm not a man impostor
What's Clef got to do this, got to do with this?
what you ask for, 'cause you just might get it

Yo, this is Naomi chillin' with Wyclef
I wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack
L.L., why don't you give up?

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