[CLEF:] Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple Sing boo But at times I come in triple.
Blaowblaow put the heater to your head Now your dead.
Wyclef don t give a beep if your dead.
Raaaaahraaaah Let me attack just like the black cat You in the wrong neighborhoodcheck the map.
Hoooyou ve got to go for backup To do what you gotta do.
So you ll be back with France CU Traitor in your crew is mafo heat Put the poison in your tea and kill the toadBut I ll be back with the centipede I m on some new techniquedrunken bamboo Awoo hoo a hooI m taking all crews what.
Competitionstimulation for the rap man Losers check your tooters While I m suckin on your girls h .
Don t play machowhile you got the gun Cause if you got to reload .
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[CLEF:] Wyclef the multi-talented Average heads can t handle it I ll bring it to you live Only if you want it.
Me and my guitar go back like the days of the RMC s (C mon check out my melody) The W-Y-C-L-E-FWyclef Through any contest I m victorious Still keep it realif you will and manifest Through your skillsnot by how many shells you peel.
[PRAZ:] I m a bring down the ruckus Play the nutcracker Rough-neck rednecks make me no bother Time after timeask Cyndi Lauper Bossyou don t want to f k with my partners Motioncommotionwhat s your proposal Uphold two-foldthe crew is disposal Like utensilfalse idental I autograph my lyrics with a number 2 pencil [LAURYN:] I m the LWon t you pull it Straight to the head With the speed of a bullet Cuttin jokers off at the meeky-freeky gullet Lyrical sedativekeep niggas medative Head rushers I give to creative kids and fiends Dreams of euphoria Aurora To another galaxy Phallic-sy Be this microphonebut get lifted Lyrically I m gifted Burn on in without the roach clip (it) Hendersmind-bender Pleasure sender So frequently your nerve endings belong to me Wrongfully you put me down not receiving the full capacity of my smoke Wack niggas choke From the fumes that I emote Or emit s See even I feel the mahogany L Natural hallucinogen Turning boys to men again With estrogen dreams Release bluesyellows and greens From Brownsville to Queens [DIAMOND-D:] I creep like a theifno doubt the man s swift I m more magnificent than Lee Van Cliff You stand stiff and got the nerve to let your man riff (We know where to run) And start flakin like dandruff.
C mon son my steelo s tight Cause by far I m the best producer on the mic On the rightanalytical conceptions With precision and leave lyrical incisions.

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