• The Score
    Seznam skladeb na albu
  • The Score

    The Score

    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 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 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.

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