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I got it to my face
I got it started to my face,
What you
There gonna be no retaliation?

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

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Yo, "Return of the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further than your hairline recedes
New City, don't 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 but not a legend
Back from the war with thirty-two medals of
You claimin' underground but been to Bobbito the Barber

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

Any last words before I you to your dream?
Hold my 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

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

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

So call Mr. Martin, I rarely often
But in this sound clash, I got a coffin
Back from where your record got no heat
why your Def Jam interns call it, "Battle of the Beats"
You're nigga

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Yo, this my
What's your

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

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

Of course you rap last, so you can off your skirt
I guess, it work 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 your
Jammin' and cool, like you

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

So hard at he's Jezebel
I the teller, Himmemel
How you he wrote the song?
the bells

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

Yo, get me angry, like the Hulk, I'll turn 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

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

Wyclef, son, check the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty
MCA buy Polygram for eleven
I to Sony 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 got to do with this, got to do with 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 'cause you just get it
Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' Wyclef
I just wanna you L.L., your record is wack
L.L., why don't you just up?

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