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I got it to my face
I got it to my face, right?
you thought
There wasn't be no retaliation?

Ha, ha, ha
You gotta be
You call my name four on a record?
Hey, hey

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Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," what? please
I'ma push you further back than hairline recedes
New York City, get it confused
Your song will last as long as your in "Krush Groove"

moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson
You write about being a veteran but not a
Back from the war with medals of honor
You underground but never been to Bobbito the Barber

them medals back, since you forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old at
Like Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode where the student the teacher

Any last words before I send you to your
Hold my hands and

You don't got yourself
So you don't know what mean, aight?
Who you up to do the record
In the first

It taste, you get "The Gas Face"
3rd Bass
L.L. stands for Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they

Under the conference room
When you hear this record, you bound to go
I worked too for this life is serious
ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your target practice

So call Mr. Martin, I kill often
But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's
Back from Miami where record got no heat
That's why Def Jam interns 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 ghost writers, "Go something better"

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Guess Uh, oh, uh, oh
we go, oh, uh, oh
Every two you do scenario
You get the best MCs, how? To first

Of course you rap last, so you can show off skirt
I guess, it work on, "4, 3, 2, 1"
You got out done by the young gun
Your last weapon is to out Wyclef Jean

Not knowing that you callin' fire for your
and cool, sumpthin' like you

say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the
Let ring like Sunday school
L.L. Cool J is hard as

So hard at night Jezebel
I heard the teller,
How you he wrote the song?
Rock the

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

Yo, don't get me angry, like the Hulk, turn green
Your is a cover up 'cause you use Vaseline
Fun of hip-hop, these lyrics got you steamed
Knowing damn that bad men don't wear G-strings

Another side of Clef, the you won't seein' oppressed
I got the Devil worshipers sayin', "God bless"
You star struck and I'ma buck you Carlito
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell Benny Blanco

Wyclef, preacher's son, the revelation
buy Def Jam for twenty million
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 'Jack the Ripper' was only to his death

The next time, you dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go and lick your lips, bitch
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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 chillin' Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is
L.L., why don't you just up?

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