[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 hooters.
  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 fuckk 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 shit
  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.