[CLEF:]
Look into the rhyme
Rum to the ripple
Sing boo, 
But at times I come in triple. 
Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head 
Now your dead. 
Wyclef don`t give a *beep* if your dead. 
Raaaaah, raaaah 
Let me attack just like the black cat 
You in the wrong neighborhood, check the map. 
Hooo, you`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 toad, But I`ll be back with the centipede 
I`m on some new technique, drunken bamboo 
Awoo hoo a hoo, I`m taking all crews what. 
Competition, stimulation for the rap man 
Losers check your tooters 
While I`m suckin` on your girls h******. 
Don`t play macho, while you got the gun 
Cause if you got to reload . . . 
[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-F, Wyclef 
Through any contest 
I`m victorious 
Still keep it real, if you will and manifest 
Through your skills, not 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 time, ask Cyndi Lauper, 
Boss, you don`t want to f**k with my partners 
Motion, commotion, what`s your proposal 
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal 
Like utensil, false idental, 
I autograph my lyrics with a number 2 pencil 
[LAURYN:]
I`m the L, Won`t you pull it 
Straight to the head 
With the speed of a bullet 
Cuttin` jokers off at the meeky-freeky gullet 
Lyrical sedative, keep niggas medative 
Head rushers I give to creative kids and fiends 
Dreams of euphoria, 
Aurora, 
To another galaxy 
Phallic-sy 
Be this microphone, but get lifted 
Lyrically I`m gifted 
Burn on in without the roach clip (it) 
Henders, mind-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 blues, yellows and greens 
From Brownsville to Queens 
[DIAMOND-D:]
I creep like a theif, no 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 right, analytical conceptions 
With precision and leave lyrical incisions