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f/ Queen Pen, The Product, and Naomi Campbell
(Phone Rings) (Phone Voice Sample) If you'd like to make a call, dial your operator If you need help, try, try again Try, try again (Wyclef Jean) I got it started to my face I got it started to my face, right? What you thought, there wasn't gonna be no retaliation? Ha, ha, ha You gotta be kiddin'! You call my name four times on a record? Heh, heh! (Phone Rings) (Phone Voice Sample) If you need help, try, try again Try again (Wyclef Jean) Yo, "Return of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes New York City, don't get it confused Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove" Body moves, the battles, bullets, the lesson You write about being a veteran, but not a legend Back from the war with thirty-two medals of honor You claimin' underground but never been to Bobbito the Barber Gimme them medals back, since you forgot how to rap Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at Like Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya A new episode where the student kills the teacher Any last words before I send you to your dream? Hold my hands and pray (lyrics in Creole) You don't got knowledge yourself So you don't know what that mean, a'ight? Who suped you up to do the record in the first place? It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face" like 3rd Bass L.L. stands for Lickin' Lyor, or Lickin' Lichty Lickin' Lyles, Lickin' Labels, lickin' they balls Under the conference room table When you hear this record, you bound to go AWOL I worked too hard, for this life is serious This ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your target practice So call Mr. Martin, I rarely kill often But in this sound clash, I got a bodybuilder's coffin Back from Miami where your record got no heat That's why your Def Jam interns call it "Battle of the Beats" You're weak nigga! (Phone Rings) (Phone Voice Sample) If you need help, try, try again Try again (Wyclef Jean) Yo, this my question (The Product) What's your question? (Chorus) What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this? What's Clef? I'm not a Bob Marley impostor What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this? Tell your ghost writers, "Go write something better" (Phone Rings) (Phone Voice Sample) If you need help, try, try again Try again (Wyclef Jean) Guess who? Uh-oh, uh-oh Here we go-o, uh-oh Every two records you do scenario You get the best MCs, how? To rhyme first Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1" You got out done by Canibus the young gun Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean Not knowing that you callin' fire for your cremation Jammin' and cool, sumpthin' like you Jamaicans say, "L.L. a fool" Kids wet too who do the pool Let bells ring like Sunday school L.L. Cool J is hard as hell? So hard at night he's Jezebel I heard the teller, Himmemel How you think he wrote the song? Rock the bells! (The Product) Yo, Clef I know you got styles, but get back to the issue kid This is real! (Wyclef Jean) Yo, don't get me angry, like the Hulk, I?ll turn green Your marriage is a cover up, 'cause you use Vaseline Fun love of hip-hop, these lyrics got you steamed Knowing damn well that bad men don't wear g-strings Another side of Clef, the face you won't seein' oppressed I even got the Devil worshippers sayin', "God bless" You star struck, and I'ma buck you like Carlito And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell them Benny Blanco Wyclef, preacher's son, check the revelation Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million MCA buy Polygram for eleven billion I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source" You'll be the first rapper selling products for hair loss The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef The return of Jack the Ripper was only to meet his death The next time, you wanna dis me for kicks Get off my dick, go somewhere and lick your lips, bitch! (Phone Rings) (Phone Voice Sample) If you need help, try, try again Try again (The Product) Rest in peace! (Chorus) What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this? What's Clef? I'm not a muscle man impostor What's Clef got to do with this, got to do with this? Watch what you ask for, 'cause you just might get it (Naomi Campbell) Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' with Wyclef I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack L.L., why don't you just give up? (Phone Rings) (Phone Voice Sample) If you need help, try, try again Try again If you need help, try, try again Try, try again |
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Yo, Wyclef, It's time that I confess (Refugee Camp) to all the girls
(Don't do it, don't do it) To all the girls I loved before To all the girls I cheated on before To all the girls I loved before To all the girls I cheated on before, I tip my hat like Willie Nelson You got pressure, take a sip of this Molson Here's what happened, it wasn't my intentions To fall into seduction while playing a temptation I thought I had it figured out, but games don't last The hourglass ran out, I got sprayed with the tear gas Big men don't cry, hold my feelings inside Stress brings me pain, I gotta hold my pride When I see you with another guy, jealous thoughts of homicide Call me selfish when I say Abraham has many wives You say this is the 90's, either it's gonna be me or her I found myself in a blur Lookin' into the clouds thinkin' out loud "I'm in love with two women, who is it gonna be now?" To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year I got a new change of gear, I swear I can see clear now the clouds disappeared You forgive but never forget, so the past reappears, uh huh To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year I got a new change of gear, I swear I can see clear now the clouds disappeared You forgive, but you still think that I'm a ho Second verse is gonna hurt, based on a true life story I got married at 24 in New Jersey You know the feelings start nature take it's course Two years later 'Clef gets a divorce When I had the cold feet, I shouldn't've walked the altar With Dionne Warwick, she could predict my future Went with my feelings even though it wasn't right Creepin' with my secret lover in the middle of the night Back home, break of dawn, dinner's at the table Thin Line Between Love And Hate is on cable I'm lookin' at myself thinkin' out loud "I'm in love with two women, who is it gonna be now?" To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year I got a new change of gear, I swear I can see clear now the clouds disappeared You forgive but never forget, so the past reappears, uh huh To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year I got a new change of gear, I swear I can see clear now the clouds disappeared You forgive, but you still think that I'm a ho Hotel, (I'm not a) motel, Holiday Inn (you don't believe me though) And if your girl acts up at the carnival, then you take her friend Hotel, (I'm not a) motel, Holiday Inn (you don't believe me though) And if your girl acts up at the carnival, then you snatch her friend Break it down right here One love, you're lucky to have one love It sounds bugged, drinking wine from the same jug One heart, one mind, one soul She ain't a gold digger, she don't care about your bank-roll Keep your money, she make her own cheddar All she want from me is respect like Aretha Cooked me lasagne, stayed in for the winter Chilled to the summer, now I'm gone 'til November Have you seen her? I think I did But what I did wrong was take a love for granted Cause first comes trust, don't rush into lust Easier said than done, I lust and I must Passion is a must, but then we start to cuss We was just makin' love, now we tearing up each other's guts Like species, she called me an animal So feel the tongue of the warm-blooded mammal To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year I got a new change of gear, I swear I can see clear now the clouds disappeared You forgive but never forget, so the past reappears, uh huh To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year I got a new change of gear, I swear I can see clear now the clouds disappeared You forgive, but you still think that I'm a ho I'm not a ho (You don't believe me though) I know you're diggin' this Is it OK if I play my guitar right about now, is it alright? (You don't believe me though) Alright (you don't believe me though), alright People in the back, is it OK if I play my guitar right about now? Alright, alright, alright, alright People on the side, is it OK if I play my guitar right about now? |
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