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I got it started to my
I got it to my face, right?
What you thought, wasn't gonna 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," what? Nigga
I'ma push you back than your hairline recedes
New York City, get it confused
Your will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
Body moves, the battles, bullets, the
You write about being a veteran, but not a
Back the war with thirty-two medals of honor
You claimin' underground but never been to the Barber
Gimme medals back, since you forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where old records at
Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode the student kills 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 that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face" like 3rd
L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin'
Lickin' Lyles, Labels, lickin' they balls
Under the conference table
you hear this record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too hard, for this is serious
This bulls-eye, I ain't your target practice
So call Mr. Martin, I kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a coffin
Back from Miami where record got no heat
That's why your Def Jam interns it "Battle of the Beats"
You're nigga!

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Yo, my question

What's question?

What's Clef got to do with this, got to do this?
Clef?
I'm not a Bob impostor
What's Clef got to do this, got to do with this?
your ghost 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 rhyme
Of course you rap last, so you can show off skirt
I guess it didn't on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the 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 like Sunday school
L.L. J is hard as hell?
So hard at night he's
I heard the teller,
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, I'll turn
Your marriage is a cover up, 'cause you use
Fun love of hip-hop, these got you steamed
Knowing damn well bad men don't wear g-strings
Another side of Clef, the face you seein' oppressed
I even got the Devil sayin', "God bless"
You star struck, and I'ma buck you like
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell Benny Blanco
Wyclef, son, check 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 products for hair loss
The W-Y-C-L-E-F,
The of Jack the Ripper was only to meet his death
The time, you wanna dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go and lick your lips, bitch!

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in peace!

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

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

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