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

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

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Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," Nigga please
I'ma push you back than your hairline recedes
New City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as part in "Krush Groove"

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

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

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

You don't got knowledge
So you don't know what 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 Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty
Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, they balls

the conference room table
When you hear record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too for this life 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 bodybuilder's
Back Miami where your record got no heat
That's why Def Jam interns call it, "Battle of the Beats"
You're weak

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Yo, my question
What's question?

Clef got to do with this, got to do with this?
What's
I'm not a Bob Marley
What's got to do with 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 you callin' fire for your cremation
and cool, sumpthin' like you

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

So hard at night Jezebel
I heard the teller,
How you think he 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
Your marriage is a cover up you use Vaseline
Fun of hip-hop, these lyrics got you steamed
damn well that bad men don't wear G-strings

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

Wyclef, son, check the revelation
buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for eleven
I come to Sony and get pimped by the

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

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

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

Watch you ask for 'cause you just might get it
Yo, this is Naomi Campbell with Wyclef
I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is
L.L., why don't you just up?

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