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

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Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," Nigga please
push you further back than your hairline recedes
New City, don't get it confused
Your song last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson
You write being a veteran, but not a legend
Back from the war with thirty-two medals of
You claimin' underground but never been to the Barber
Gimme them back, since you forgot how to rap
DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my kick is reach ya
A new episode where the student kills the
Any last before I send you to your dream?
my hands and pray

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

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Yo, my question

your question?

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

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who? Uh-oh, uh-oh
Here we go-o,
two records you do scenario
You get the best MCs, To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off skirt
I guess it didn't on "4 3 2 1"
You got out by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Jean
Not knowing that you fire for your cremation
Jammin' and cool, like you
say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the
Let bells ring like school
L.L. Cool J is as hell?
So at night he's Jezebel
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 green
marriage is a cover up, 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun love of hip-hop, these lyrics got you
Knowing damn well that bad men don't g-strings
Another side of Clef, the face you won't seein'
I got the Devil worshippers sayin', "God bless"
You star struck, and I'ma you like Carlito
And they say, "Who did it?," you tell them Benny Blanco
Wyclef, preacher's son, the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty
MCA buy Polygram for billion
I come to Sony and get by the Haitian-Sicilians
And even, get you an ad in "The Source"
be the first rapper selling products for hair loss
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
The of Jack the Ripper was only to meet his death
The next time, you wanna dis me for
Get off my dick, go and lick your lips, bitch!

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in peace!

What's Clef got to do this, got to do with 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 Campbell with Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., your is wack
L.L., why don't you just up?

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