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I got it started to my
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 times on a record?
Heh, heh!

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

You don't got knowledge
So you don't know what that mean,
Who you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face" 3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin'
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they
Under the room table
you hear this record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too hard, for this life is
This ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your practice
So call Mr. Martin, I kill 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"
You're nigga!

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Yo, my question

your question?

What's Clef got to do this, got to do with this?
What's
I'm not a Bob Marley
Clef got to do with 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,
Every two records you do
You get the best MCs, how? To rhyme
Of course you rap last, so you can off your skirt
I it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out by Canibus the young gun
Your weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you callin' fire for cremation
Jammin' and cool, like you
say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the
Let bells ring like school
L.L. J is hard as hell?
So hard at night Jezebel
I the teller, Himmemel
How you think he wrote the
the bells!

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

Yo, don't get me angry, like the Hulk, turn green
Your 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 oppressed
I even got the worshippers sayin', "God bless"
You star struck, and I'ma buck you like
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell them Blanco
Wyclef, preacher's son, the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty
MCA buy for eleven billion
I come to and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper selling products for hair
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
The return of the Ripper was only to meet his death
The time, you wanna dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go somewhere and lick 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 muscle man
What's got to do with this, got to do with this?
Watch what you ask for, you just might get it

Yo, this is Naomi Campbell with Wyclef
I wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack
L.L., why you just give up?

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