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

Ha, ha, ha
You be kiddin'
You call my name times on a record?
Hey, hey

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

Body moves, the battles, bullets, the
You write about a veteran but not a legend
Back from the war thirty-two medals of honor
You claimin' underground but never been to the Barber

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

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

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

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

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

So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill
But in this sound clash, I got a coffin
Back Miami where your record got no heat
That's why your Def Jam call it, "Battle of the Beats"
You're weak

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Yo, my question
your question?

What's 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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Guess Uh, oh, uh, oh
we go, oh, uh, oh
Every two records you do
You get the MCs, how? To rhyme 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 you callin' fire for your cremation
Jammin' and cool, like you

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

So at night he's Jezebel
I heard the teller,
How you think he wrote the
Rock the

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

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

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

Wyclef, preacher's son, check the
buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the

And even, get you an ad in, "The Source"
You'll be the first selling products for hair loss
The W Y C L E F,
The return of the Ripper' was only to meet his death

The next time, you dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go somewhere and your lips, bitch
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Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's
I'm not a muscle man
What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with

what you ask for 'cause you just might get it
Yo, this is Naomi chillin' with Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., record is wack
L.L., why you just give up?

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