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Y-Y-You rockin' live but you ain't sayin' nothin' It's time to settle the score I play my enemies like a game of chess Playin' Mr Big, I'm gonna get you sucka Ha, ha, ha, ha you shouldn't diss Refugees Soldiers Left, right, left, right, left, right, (It's time to settle the score) Left, right, left, right, left, left, left, left (It's time to settle the score) Look into the rhyme Rum to the ripple (ripple) Single But at times I come in triple Blaow, blaow, put the heater to your head Now you're dead Wyclef don't give a *ooh* if you're dead Raaaaah, raaaah, let me attack just like the black cat You in the wrong neighborhood, check the map, ooh 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 A hoo, a 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 girl hooters Don't play macho cause you got the gun son 'Cause if you got to reload... (You rocking live but you ain't sayin' nothin') It’s time to settle the score Too many emcees, not enough mics Ready or not, here I come Ha, ha, ha, ha you shouldn't diss Refugees Soldiers Left, right, left, right, left, right, (It's time to settle the score) Left, right, left, right, left, left, left, left (It's time to settle the score) 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 R MC's (come on) (check out my melody) The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef Through any contest, I'm victorious (*BING*) Still keep it real, if you will and manifest through your skills Not by how many shells you peel I'ma bring down the ruckus Play the nutcracker Ruffneck rednecks Make me no bother Time after time Ask Cyndi Lauper (Time after time) Boss You don't want to fuck with my partners Motion, commotion What's your pro-posal Uphold two-fold The crew is disposal Like utensil Floss like dental I autograph my lyrics with a number two pencil (You rocking live but you ain't sayin' nothin') It’s time to settle the score Oba-observing the hypocrites They smile in my face then they talk behind my back Soldiers Left, right, left, right, left, right, (It's time to settle the score) Left, right, left, right, left, left, left, left (It's time to settle the score) Yeah I'm the L, won't you pull it (Pull it) Straight to the head with the speed of a bullet (Bullet) Cuttin' niggas off at the meeky-freaky gullet Lyrical sedative, keep niggas medative, head rushers I give to creative kids and fiends Dreams of euphoria, aurora To another galaxy Phallic see Be this microphone But get lifted Lyrically I'm gifted Burn only without the roach clip it Hinders, 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...(inhale/toke...,cough) 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 (You rocking live but you ain't sayin' nothin') It’s time to settle the score Ready or not Refugees taking over Cause we soft-spoken, doesn't mean that we've forgotten Now we're permanent one And one day you will be gotten Soldiers Left, right, left, right, left, right, (It's time to settle the score) Left, right, left, right, left, left, left, left (It's time to settle the score) Soldiers Left, right, left, right, left, right, (It's time to settle the score) Left, right, left, right, left, left, left, left (It's time to settle the score) I creep like a thief, no doubt the man's swift (swift) I'm more magnificent than Lee Van Cleef (Cleef) 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 (Uh huh) 'Cause by far I'm the best producer on the mic Born to write Analytical conceptions With precision And leave lyrical incisions (bing!) [Skit/Outro]
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