Freestyle - Live from BBC/Radio 1

How many mics do we rip on the daily?

You crossed the line; now there’s no coming back

MCs are getting sucked into my intergalactical pull

I’m the article don’ya on your arse

If you get the microphone, nigga, you better say pass that

Need no questions, and I'm telling you no lies

If you lookin' at me wrong, this goes under for your eyes

Realize you can't knock this, cuz my style's obnoxious

It's gaseous, I'm turning all ya'll wack patients to ashes

This thing's created, debated, from here to Asia

Mind of rhyme, must find your vocabulary kind of

Ordinary, my guitar shit is scary, maybe we're legendary

We roll blunts like Bob Marley, and

You didn't know but Sugar Hill, it was a band

My man, know your history before you try to sham, or

Shimmy coco pop, fronting niggas need to stop

Until the T.O.P.'s where you find the Refugees

Free like Jamaicans when they're feeling irie

So, Wyclef, won't you touch it?

For your rhymers

You ain't a rapper

Your vocab can't extend

Access, freestyle, need no practice

Ask the methodist, ask the methodist[Pras:]

Too many MC's but they didn't get the picture

So you say you see me like Line the Reacher

Body executed right on the

I don't take it as an insult

See these dimensions and extensions will secure my future pension

When I mention corporate lynchin's like the cowboys did to Indians

The intentions of the devil is to cause me hypertension

So stay gold like Stevie Wonder, don't blunder like OJ Simpson

Wyclef Jean:

Don't blunder like OJ Simpson, thsi is a freestyle

Wyclefm so let me freak you for a while

I eat pork from a fork

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