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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 four times on a record?
Hey, hey

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

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

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

Any words before I send you to your dream?
my hands and pray

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

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

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

So Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often
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, this my
your 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?
Tell your 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 you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess, it didn't on, "4, 3, 2, 1"
You got out by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon is to 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 ring like Sunday school
L.L. Cool J is hard as

So hard at night Jezebel
I heard the teller,
How you think he wrote the
the bells

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

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

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

Wyclef, preacher's son, check the
Polygram buy Def Jam for million
MCA buy Polygram for 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 loss
The W Y C L E F,
The return of 'Jack the Ripper' was only to meet his

The next time, you dis me for kicks
Get off my dick, go and lick your lips, bitch
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in peace

What's got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's
I'm not a man impostor
What's Clef got to do this, got to do with this?

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

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