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Here he comes, he can rock
He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap Hey there... here comes Big Will again Here I come ya'll, here I come ya'll Watch yo' back ya'll, here I come ya'll For years I been tryin to rip rhymes & get mine Spit lines, hot like lava this time I don't got a sitcom to bother with Or a time conflict with my sci-fi hits I'm contemplating each statement's wit & I'm concentrating on making hits & I'm fittin' em line by line Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme I'm dreamin' about ya'll gleamin, doubt "He's back from actin, he's screaming out how he practiced rap & now he's devout every album track packs what he's about In the past he passed with passion, old fashioned" Boldly mashing, totally crashing Words up in a disorderly fashion But back to the lab & guess what happened, KABOOM! (ooh wee!) "Dude's resilient!" Fresh Prince was hot, the movies killed him, wait, hold up, stop! You can rebuild him lock him back in hip hop while Dude's not filming shock by the film & the TV money, went from scenes with Uncle Phil to scenes with Sonny so hard to break free from a guaranteed 20 but its done, so come see the MC, honey! Here he comes, he can rock He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap Hey there... here comes Big Will again Everytime he touch the mic, he closes his eyes and he hope to shine Then like a streak of light, they'd show his name, they'd be like, Aaahhh! Here he comes, he can rock He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap ... hey there, here comes Big Will again .....here comes Big Will again .....here comes Big Will again!!! |
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Get on the floor
Whoa I'm the party starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' Dance an aphrodisiac Women gyrating simulating sensual acts To stimulating musical tracks I thought I was just gon' come out tonight and get a brew and relax But no Uh uh when you're the party starter It's like you're on call you're what the doctor ordered It's like you gotta block the border to the door And shock em when it's boring Get on the floor It's the groovicide bomber mic in my vest Tight strapped to my chest Like I'm a run up in the party hollerin be like Oh fulfillin' my callin' Big Big Will Will that's my name whoop Writin' rhymes that's my game whoop Ask me again and I'll tell you the same whoop Just write ya number right next to ya name girl Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' He was raised in the days when the roof was raised Every rap occasion new and amazing The back of the stage amazed and gazin' Prayin for the day they would one day praise him Studied the ways of the game and made it Came through the maze and the haze and played it perfect Days any person hated and cursed him he was unfazed He waited it was worth it he never retaliated He saved it slavin' on the road blazin' Days when he was low nothin' could raise him He came to the show and somethin' uncaged in him Like the pope but its party crusade I'm like braids that's never gon' fade ya heard I'm like 23s on an Escalade Throw me into the rave like you threw a grenade BOOM Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' I call for the days of the unadulterated When the artistry was cultivated You know back when rap was smart and multilayered We could rap without A and Rs and ultimatums damn Now today I say I Fri's long for the glow days When the party was all about partyin' I was a mini party starter then My mind bends when I call my pen The big question should I run the mind a vittle Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a little But Will if you come too high that'll alienate folks and they won't buy it yo Look people getting trapped in the track And they be clappin' even when the rappin is wack Yo what happened when did we get happy wit that He's old fashioned yup but let's be happy he's back Ya heard me Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' Oh I'm the Party Starter You might have a good time but we party harder So tell the DJ to play my song And we could dance all night to the early mornin' |
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Yo mic check mic check
Yeah here you go Nah he he over here Yeah I heard he got that hot new thing It's called switch Let's get it going Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Hey vibe to vibe a second it's a club girl why you arrived naked Hear that how the veteran glide the record But don't download go out and buy the record Hey some sexy bout her Girl on the floor all her friends around her I mean real clean ain't gotta touch or nothing It ain't like I like a chick on chick or something I'm just a sucker for a hot track Gimme a drink and a chick to tell stop that Dance is a hop and a clap flip it round Now bring it on back break it down Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la I gotta question I need to ask somebody Why is it that when Y'all see me at the party Y'all be looking like Ooh he a movie star He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with everybody But oh wait whoa y'all forgetting When I was amateur spitting before the scripts were written First one in last one out the club Bursting in passing out in the club Back at it this cat is the wit and the charm Taking you higher like a syringe hittin ya arm Bringing the fire making your Benz ring the alarm Let me see you clap spin baby come on Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Hey Hey Oh you just gonna stand there huh What you too cute to dance or you scared It ain't really that hard to do and I aint trying to be in love with you and All I wanted was a moment or two the See if you could do that switch a roo and Shut your mouth fool get your crew and The thick body and the rear one too and I'll be right hear waiting on you to See if y'all can do that switch a roo Hey Hey That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Switch |
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HE'S A NICE GUY
how ya doin HE'S A NICE GUY Good to see you HE'S A NICE GUY How ya momma and them Mr. Niceguy relationship advice guy Liked on the vices priceless smile Look at the eyes got the look of a survivor Husband, father Dissed by Eminem but did it bother him (yup) But he classy Big Will just get another 20 mil And walk right pass E. I'ma nice guy why ya'll harassing me, huh On the radio they be over exaggerating So blahzay with they lies They be aggravating me, agitating me But they waiting and hating me They be making me crazy but I be taking it patiently People be messing with me testing me F.ing wit me I wanna send a message to them Teach em a lesson quickly Publicly addressing me, disrespecting me heavily They better be lucky the way my blessings effected me But aaaaaaaaaaaaah, Calm down Willy You don't wanna drop the bomb now Willy Keep a nice flow for your mom down in Philly On the news you go if you blow and act silly, you know HE'S A NICE GUY (how you doin) HE'S A NICE GUY (good to see you) HE'S A NICE GUY Sometimes ya'll mistake nice for soft So before I go off I just RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA Will's sooo nice I'd let him date my daughter Like he was a white guy He's not like the rest, he's a private flight guy Why if I were gay on Friday night I'd Larry Elder (uncle Tom) You lucky I didn't make you the whole damn rhyme Wendy Williams, you don't know me I'm not your punching bag You gon blow me up girl you better leave me alone Before I buy your radio station and send you home Yo this is a warning shot over the bawl Truth be told this ain't my style You gotta understand some stuff a man can't allow You better chill before you climb a tree you can't get down Ok, people dissing Will sat on a wall People dissing Will had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put none of their careers together again You get it HE'S A NICE GUY (how you doin) HE'S A NICE GUY (good to see you) HE'S A NICE GUY Sometimes ya'll mistake nice for soft So before I go off I just HE'S A NICE GUY (how you doin) HE'S A NICE GUY (good to see you) HE'S A NICE GUY Sometimes ya'll mistake nice for soft So before I go off I just RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA |
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| 3:39 |
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Mic check 1, 2..
this is dedicated to an old friend of mine, Michelle... Ms. Holy Roller now turn over Ms. Holy Roller, new angel, got ya Bible out shoutin' and you're ringing a bell mid-life, reborn, can't wait to tell, if I don't believe what you believe, I'm going to hell... I've been down with Jesus since Sunday school & Easter speeches The Bible was survival, that's what my grandma would teach us Since I was 5, I've been dying and trying to read it When I did I did, it redefined it Now you was 34 when you found Jesus after your life fell to pieces Wife two times, with two guys, now enlightened in speeches Seemed to flow out your mouth with the hype of a preacher Took your whole life to reach you, now I'm a trifling creature Ms. Holy Roller, new angel, got ya Bible out shoutin' and you're ringing a bell mid-life, reborn, can't wait to tell, if I don't believe what you believe, I'm going to hell... Come on, if I die right this second, I reckon that God would simply check into my life & times, dissecting my rhymes, he'll see how I've been leading his troops You can't do dirt your whole life then say "oops'! Now where was Jesus, when you life then you was cheatin', when you was deceiving me? Where was Jesus when you greedy, your lawyers was bleeding me? Where was Jesus when every weekend, a new man living with you? Oh, wait he was with me, trying to keep me from killing you? Now, where was Jesus when you was lying & you was betraying me? When I was trying to make it, you was hatin' delayin' me, huh? Where was Jesus when the ice was thrilling you, Oh, he was he with me trying to keep me from killing you! If I ain't know Jesus, ain't no telling where I would be It's been nights I felt like feces; I needed to fight to release it I'm in the limelight, it's hot & the heat is ceaseless, Holding my tongue while little bums cut me to pieces The only reason's cause I studied the life of Jesus & Venting with my pen, intending to write & release it But when an ex-friend would slight me or slam me with venom I hate it, I can't stand it, damnit, I really resent it I always strive to be righteous, my version of God The reason why I never write verses with curses inside The reason I never purposely hurt persons, I've applied many teaching of God, Searching the reaches of God Pondered the mysteries of why you be dissing me, I adore you all I hope for you is freedom from misery You made mistakes & blunders, you breaking from under But yo, If I'm going to hell, it's making me wonder. Now where was Jesus, when you life then you was cheatin', when you was deceiving me? Where was Jesus when you greedy, your lawyers was bleeding me? Where was Jesus when every weekend, a new man living with you? Oh, wait he was with me, trying to keep me from killing you? Now, where was Jesus when you was lying & you was betraying me? When I was trying to make it, you was hatin' delayin' me, huh? Where was Jesus when the ice was thrilling you, Oh, he was he with me trying to keep me from killing you! The greatest atrocities ever committed on this planet have been in the name of God This country was founded by Puritans, for the expressed purpose of oppression-free worship Your attitude is the same arrogant, fearful fundamentalism that fueled the hatred of the Crusades & the attacks on 9/11. If we are not allowed to worship God as groups & individuals free from persecution, in respectful Tolerance, there's only one outcome... Ms. Holy Roller, new angel, got ya Bible out shoutin' and you're ringing a bell mid-life, reborn, can't wait to tell, if I don't believe what you believe, I'm going to hell... Ms. Holy Roller, new angel, got ya Bible out shoutin' and you're ringing a bell mid-life, reborn, can't wait to tell, if I don't believe what you believe, I'm going to hell... |
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Why, why, why, why, why. Why
I really wish I could explain it baby (why), It's just the world is kinda crazy baby (why), Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby (why), Don't cry, dry your eyes September 11th, I woke up about 7am, west coast time, French toast and my Turkey bacon, taking my time, awakin', turning my TV on To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw Me & my children, images were chillin' My son said, "Daddy were there people in that building?" A cold sweat, frozen with a lump in my chest I heard his question, couldn't bring my lips to say "Yes" to him That night at my son's side, he cried & prayed For the one's who died in the World Trade His palms to God, seeds and qualms with God He just kept on pressin' me, wanna know why Then one week later our bombs were dropped We seein' them on CNN, they just won't stop The infrared images of brutal attack He said, "Daddy now we killin' em back"; (right, right) I really wish I could explain it baby (why), It's just the world is kinda crazy baby (why), Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby (why), Don't cry, dry your eyes I really wish I could explain it baby (why), It's just the world is kinda crazy baby (why), Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby (why), Don't cry, dry your eyes Mmmmm, souls are captured Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken Evil blatantly rewarded Hate surrenders, Love exalted Hope elated, negativity is shorted Why is the bomb always getting the last word & why did her uncle have to molest her & why did all them cops have to be shootin' to kill & why did all them priests have to act so ill Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched Tell me why did Malcolm & Martin depart from us Tell me why did that sniper make the little boy shoot & why does human life always denied for loot Tell me why did Mandela have to live in a cage Why did my brother Sterling have to die at that age Tell me why did Reginald Denny deserve his fate & why the f*@k can't love seem to defeat hate Tell me why is it so hard for all the children to eat Why did Pac & Biggie Smalls have to fall in the street Tell me why did Jam Master Jay have to go that way Please what am I supposed to say to my kids when they say 'Why?' I really wish I could explain it baby (why), It's just the world is kinda crazy baby (why), Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby (why), Don't cry, dry your eyes I really wish I could explain it baby (why), It's just the world is kinda crazy baby (why), Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby (why), Don't cry, dry your eyes Can't explain it baby, life is just really crazy I mean if it's world wars or the life of a little baby We got more stores than they got rice under Buddha lazy You live four scores & still it be driving you crazy But for me I try to see the bright side Sometimes it'd be like the goodness be tryin' to hide Then try to flee, but it can't it's deep inside Sweetie, you be the light for the others, make 'em believe in God Mmmmm, souls are captured Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken Evil blatantly rewarded Hate surrenders, Love exalted Hope elated, negativity is shorted |
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Yo ain't no better man
for this hype track Just the veteran taking the mic back David Letterman even said he like that track man Even though he ain't a rap fan Black radio they won't play though Ever since 'Summertime' they ain't liked none of mine Even though the fans went out & bought enough I guess they think Will ain't hard enough Maybe I should just have a shoot out Run up in the bank bustin' grabbin' all the loot out Whoop somebody ass taking my boot out Right on TV so ya'll can see me Just ignorant attacking actin' rough I mean then will I be black enough Oh wait maybe I'll jack a truck Full of cigarettes guns & drugs & stuff Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got I always envied how ya'll rock wit Dre & the Chronic The way that Tupac Biggie 50 and Jigga got it A lot like L L Chuck D Slick & Dougie I think ya'll love me but ya'll place other rappers above me & I don't know if you feel my flow & be at my show & you'll see where I should go On the charts of rhyme arts & thoughts in rap form Damnit I expanded the platform Damnit this Cat's on a rap song Yeah it ain't no braids or plats on Ain't on stage wit no gats on You know I'm afraid getting' my act on It might have stunted my growth But I wanted them both & I hope that it would be less tougher You do two things & then they both gonna suffer I chose to act & it broke my heart not to rap Prodigal son clever better than ever back Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer Summertime Seem like all I got I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back Yo do you see that lil' bop in my step Do you see the little drop to the left huh yo Baseball cap Timbs when I walk Do you see that lil' grin when I talk huh yo Do you see me sorta glide when I slide See lean to the side in my ride huh yo Do you see it's no ice on my wrist Fish still bite just like this right right Do you know what it mean when you see a dude's chick on TV gleamin' huh Know what it mean to be on the scene & in the audience 'Ali' beamin' yo I must have a 'S' on my chest I recovered from the Wild Wild West yes Yo I been up the creek without a paddle Now I'm back on the saddle I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got my swagga back All you see that you see when you seeing me you ain't seeing all to be seen Cause there's more for you to see than when you see me on the scene in my media machine I mean madness sickness sadness swaggerless back in the day Fat ugly chicks in New York on the radio saying I'm gay I had a bonafide downside frow with the swagga not around in my life Bank account found minimal amounts when countin' cause of my now ex wife I had the boar thick wall & all that endure pitfalls & all that fallin' callin' for help With no call back where was ya'll at gimme the ball back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got my swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got I got that swagga back I got my swagga back |
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All this excess stress I can't take it
Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid Why you gotta be all up in her face kid? The ABS will get you numbers & the name kid I mean really, houndin' ol' girl, was that really necessary See your itinerary is all off You need to be hauled off She start flippin', she ain't trippin' it's your loss. This is a simple case of an anti-brake pumper You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper That mighta got you a couple of numbers when you were younger But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper Be a gentleman& try to be gentle man The essence of stimulation mental man But if your acting like you just got out the kennel man Put your foot on the pedal & pump If your girl's in ya face & she's outta place What you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKES If you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hard What you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES If you're offended by this record, then you know that's you What you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKES Outside the restaurant Girl sees Boy, Girl likes Boy Girl meets Boy, Boy doesn't know that Girl thinks he's fly Boy's a nice guy, so Boy says 'Hi' Boy's Girlfriend returns from going to park She sees them together this ignites a spark Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark Now this is where the pumpin' of the brakes should start Girlfriend thinks that something's going on Girl tells Girlfriend nothings going on Boy's in the middle of the commotion beginning Girlfriend's mad cause Boy keeps grinning Now, why is he grinning but that's beside the point Girlfriend should chill before they roll up in the joint Jumping to conclusions gets you no where honey Pump ya brakes or be a crash test dummy Dummy If your girl's in ya face & she's outta place What you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKES If you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hard What you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES If you're offended by this record, then you know that's you What you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKES Rule #1, is just like #2 the who do's and what nots & what you should dizz-oo No loud talking, no back talking, If you do either, believe it, you're back walking I hate to sound rude but then again, I have to My rap thang and my mack game, It'll smack you , click clack you, spit at you I don't do it cause I want to, I do it cause I got to I got a question to ask you, would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let em smash you If I was you & you was I, would you keep it G or would you stay fly If you was rich in a ditch, living low, would you push the button, Keep it cuttin' or would you just let it go Calm down little homey & know what your dealing with before you run up on me If your girl's in ya face & she's outta place What you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKES If you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hard What you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES If you're offended by this record, then you know that's you What you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKES |
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If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby,
left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do Now we all know the boy at the club, all liquored up, Boy with the bub tryin' to pick 'em up, wack dancing, 'Wooking pa nub', shirt too bright, pants too tight Boy settle down Now I ain't just messing with you I got better things to do I'm trying to help, I got a lesson for you I know you do the best you could do Wanna get next to Boo, then the less you do the better Cause women equate dance with sex They gon' see you & be like, 'Next'! But you gon' be like, 'hold up Ma' ('Next!') But she gon' be like, uh huh, ('Next!') Now looka-here, rule #1, know ya name, if it ain't Usher, Justin or Hammer, then we can touch ya Rule #2, never do a dance you can't do, why stupid, Cause you can't do it If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do So I'm up in my spot in Miami the other night, right & this Dude's out on the floor OD-ing, just way 'over-dancing' So his Mommy wanna holla at me She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willie She said she watch my TV show & I was very silly Told her I was from Philly she looked at me said, 'Really?' & judging from her t-shirt, I could tell that she was chilly So I gave her my sweater, she said her name was Etta She said she come from Cuba and she just had bought a Jetta She said she was glad I met her, let's go somewhere together She said she'd ride in my car cause she knew that it was better The conversation cookin', attention getting' tookin' My Spidey senses tinglin', I felt somebody lookin' Now who this brotha lookin', & now he runnin', bookin' I'm mad I'm like a fisherman, I almost had my hook in I figured I should get up & quickly clear my head up, Cause Etta got a man & I'm feelin' kinda set-up Now Dude was really fed up & yo, he wouldn't let up Homey if I hit you, you might never ever get up Now he was not a dancer, plus he wasn't handsome Comin' like Mel Gibson, like I had his girl for ransom Yo, Pedro wanna go out side, yo amigo, tranquillo... slide If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do Now rule #3 is easy, please remember that you ain't on "Beat Street" Sweet feet, you ain't tryin' to win no TV, another dude did a move No need to out do it Rule #4, out on the floor, don't be doing moves that don't nobody do no more Draw too much attention to be adventurous out on the floor There's a reason that don't nobody do 'em no more, you feel me? This may be hilarious, but Rule #5 is serious, it's a shame that we have to discuss That there's no lip biting or pelvic thrusts I mean you think that move will put the sting on her, you too close, tryin' to put a ring on her? You don't know that girl, don't cling on her & don't put your thing on her...cool?! If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do |
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Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check...mic check..
Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh? Yo, yo, Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out & about 8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out Usually, when its time for a encore I hear it Or when I did something hot, evoking the spirit It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll applaud It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile How do I respond to the phrase, "I love you Will!"? Kinda heavy when I hear it, I'd be like damn for real? In a way it makes me wanna stay strong and moral But history say I could be gone tomorrow & though my future looks floral I feel like I'm hoping for much pain When people stop shouting my name & doubting my game & liking others better than me Writing letters to him instead of to me A veteran 'B', I know the game, but do me this here, In your heart be clear before you bless my ear Come on.. Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town Could you love me if my pants was hanging down Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? I pray before I sit with a pen & a pad A birth of a thought occurs & it calls me Dad To the universe an idea released from me Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me What you can't see is when you be dancing 'B' Is I asked you a question, that's how you answer me So when you don't dance, it be like I'm choking from cancer Like I wrote rancid rhymes, I can't survive Sure, I rationalize like, oh, I see.. But if you don't like my cut, its like you don't like me Some stuff works, some works not so well Its like you work so hard, still get hurt like hell Yo, it could tear you apart But don't let your wins go to your heard Your losses go to your heart & if we ever get the pleasure to meet Be clever with it, measure what you yell in the street Come on... Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town Could you love me if my pants was hanging down Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted Would my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if wrist ain't bling If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh? |
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Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger
thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife OH Loretta Never ever meant him no danger, her love for his sustained her Thought that he would change her life Miss Loretta, a young girl, I never really met her, A fun girl, a real go-getter, I heard a gold Jetta A full with books & herb or so I'm told, hooked on my every word Oh so bold, a love letter cleverly worded in a jacket pocket Wrapped inside a platinum locket In the shape of a heart with pictures of me Had it inscribed, "no us, no him then no me She fell in love with the Prince of Bel-Air Fantasy was to see me & to be with me there So she wrote a love letter to me & then she signed it Loretta Said, "I gotta go get him, Will is my Soulmate" We gotta be together how could we not be together But wait if I send the letter I mean how will I be sure if they give it to him What if they don't give it to him, that would ruin everything I gotta take it to him myself Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife OH Loretta Never ever meant him no danger, her love for his sustained her Thought that he would change her life She packed all that she owned into the back of her Jetta, her backpack, her cellphone & a love letter Most of her stuff was done up with pictures of me on it with a phrase "It's gonna be" on it Her mother begging her please come home & then Loretta resenting her leave me alone Ma! I won't leave my destiny unfulfilled "You're just jealous because Daddy ain't as sweet as my Will",(click) To the front gate at NBC, in June & July, backstage at MTV, she would drive anyplace that they'd mention I'd be Told herself, "strive for love & God eventually he would give me to her & her to me, this was meant to be 14 months outside every event that I'd be at, she'd still keep missing me & now she's getting high with more frequency now rage rumbling inside got to be with me now then she heard I married Jada, she took her love letter out & wrote down, "PS - I hate her." Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife OH Loretta Never ever meant him no danger, her love for his sustained her Thought that he would change her life Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at, she's sleep getting woke up by the cops in the back By a dumpster didn't even greet 'em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said "my husband meeting me here" "You know him, he's nominated for his flick 'Ali' & it'll be hell to pay if you pick on me!" "Don't put that stick on me!", "Hell no I'm not leaving, get your hands off me. Don't make those things click on me" Kicking & screaming, "You intervening, this is fate. Mister. What you mean that I ain't?" "What you mean it seems like I ain't" "Ooh, your like my Mom & our love is gonna survive ya'll hate. God gon' take me to my destiny." "Ya'll only seeing one side of me, Will gon' see the rest of me, he gon' see the best of me." 'If I could only get him next to me, he gon' bring my blessings to me, I know it." Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife OH Loretta Never ever meant him no danger, her love for his sustained her Thought that he would change her life Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife OH Loretta Never ever meant him no danger, her love for his sustained her Thought that he would change her life |
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From a distance, you can witness
the glow from my entourage Gravitate towards the ambiance see me & my men on CNN, then the birth of the inevitable hate begin cause hate is the child to greatness the glue between Neo & the Smiths in the matrix, yin to the yang It just must be, ask anybody with a Grammy or an MVP I said stop, get out, I don't need this hate around me All your negativity might drown me I just try to go hard, doing my job Stop, get out - the whole world loves me cause I do what I do & I don't like the energy coming from you Trying to play me soft, wave em off (I just wave em off, yeah) I ain't concerned with your hatin' that don't slow down my paper makin (wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes (wave em off yeah) Love me, I paved the way, boys we can't behave this way come on (wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes Coming of age I invaded nations, on stage, I seen Haitian & Asian faces No vacations just more locations, I go places, so chasing my vocation So demonstrating the way to be patient with life's test, through my IRS situations My guess is my dedication don't phase ya, a public sensation, in private you hatin' Why? That's so last year, that's so not sexy, but I shall not let the hate stress me I got bigger fish to fry & I could stand on my wallet, probably kiss the sky When I close my eyes, I wish that I could change how you get pissed when I do things you can't deny Truth is, Great do need Hate to survive, so I... (I just wave em off, yeah) I ain't concerned with your hatin' that don't slow down my paper makin (wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes (wave em off yeah) Love me, I paved the way, boys we can't behave this way come on (wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes Block 'em out, ignore 'em (wave em off) Don't pay these jokers no mind (wave em off) They just all mad cause they in the coat section of the hate train & they can't get off Still flaming boy, stand clear of the hatin' is the best defense Tryin to exceed excellence Same way hope comes with fear, yo, Greatness lives here, then 'hateness' lives here, Trust! I said stop, get out, I don't need this hate around me All your negativity might drown me I just try to go hard, doing my job Stop, get out - the whole world loves me cause I do what I do & I don't like the energy coming from you Trying to play me soft, wave em off (I just wave em off, yeah) I ain't concerned with your hatin' that don't slow down my paper makin (wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes (wave em off yeah) Love me, I paved the way, boys we can't behave this way come on (wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, |
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Daddy can you tell me a story?
Oh you wanna hear a story? What kind of story you wanna hear baby? A scary story Oh, ok Once upon a time there was a kid who wanted nothin' more than to rhyme Almost like he was born in the rhyme He thought of his rhymes almost all of the time And he fought with his mom His school getting caught with his rhyme book And he knew he shouldn't of took it there in the first place At least he shouldn't of been sittin lookin there in her face with it Teacher told him get it out of her class Wicked witch, trick told him that's probably why you won't pass Now if you shy you won't last but you're new So underneath his breath before he left he said I'm a be richer then you What you say? She said. What you mean? He said. Boy don't you play, she said. What you mean? He said. Damnit. Ten minutes later standin up in the principles office Getting handed the phone clammed up cause his father was talking And he was pissed he wasn't listening to his son. You testing me? You messin up again You done boy. This is just a story about a young man comin up in the rap game A real scary story Went from rags to riches it has goblins in it haters and witches. Uh. This is just a story about a young man comin up in the rap game A real scary story Went from rags to riches it has goblins in it haters and witches. Uh. First thing he did was find somebody to give him some money. He wasn't stupid but wasn't using his senses honey. The guy's he meant was a little shady, a little funny. But they gave him the money so they played the record company. It sounds silly but when he grew up in Philly rhymin wasn't what it is today Deals wasn't a dime a dozen Today every sister, uncle, or mom or cousin gotta record deal But for real it wasn't like that then. As you could imagine when he started risin to fame and fortune he was havin Started antagonizing the guy's he was with At the same time he started realizing The deal he got from them guys in his eyes didn't fly with size of his hits He called a meeting to find a solution. He said I'm gettin beat out of my loot And I'm not recording no more until we find a solution The dude's said we found a solution its this .44 He ran for the door a little shaken But the next day he found a lawyer, told him the situation He said I'm breakin this contract for ya He said how much the lawyer said I'm a charge you a quarter cause I like you Just do me a favor get your life in order This is just a story about a young man comin up in the rap game A real scary story Went from rags to riches it has goblins in it haters and witches. Uh. This is just a story about a young man comin up in the rap game A real scary story Went from rags to riches it has goblins in it haters and witches. Uh. |
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Yo mic check mic check
Yeah here you go Nah he he over here Yeah I heard he got that hot new thing It's called switch Let's get it going Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Hey vibe to vibe a second it's a club girl why you arrived naked Hear that how the veteran glide the record But don't download go out and buy the record Hey some sexy bout her Girl on the floor all her friends around her I mean real clean ain't gotta touch or nothing It ain't like I like a chick on chick or something I'm just a sucker for a hot track Gimme a drink and a chick to tell stop that Dance is a hop and a clap flip it round Now bring it on back break it down Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la I gotta question I need to ask somebody Why is it that when Y'all see me at the party Y'all be looking like Ooh he a movie star He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with everybody But oh wait whoa y'all forgetting When I was amateur spitting before the scripts were written First one in last one out the club Bursting in passing out in the club Back at it this cat is the wit and the charm Taking you higher like a syringe hittin ya arm Bringing the fire making your Benz ring the alarm Let me see you clap spin baby come on Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Hey Hey Oh you just gonna stand there huh What you too cute to dance or you scared It ain't really that hard to do and I aint trying to be in love with you and All I wanted was a moment or two the See if you could do that switch a roo and Shut your mouth fool get your crew and The thick body and the rear one too and I'll be right hear waiting on you to See if y'all can do that switch a roo Hey Hey That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Switch |
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Yo mic check mic check
Yeah here you go Nah he he over here Yeah I heard he got that hot new thing It's called switch Let's get it going Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Hey vibe to vibe a second it's a club girl why you arrived naked Hear that how the veteran glide the record But don't download go out and buy the record Hey some sexy bout her Girl on the floor all her friends around her I mean real clean ain't gotta touch or nothing It ain't like I like a chick on chick or something I'm just a sucker for a hot track Gimme a drink and a chick to tell stop that Dance is a hop and a clap flip it round Now bring it on back break it down Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la I gotta question I need to ask somebody Why is it that when Y'all see me at the party Y'all be looking like Ooh he a movie star He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with everybody But oh wait whoa y'all forgetting When I was amateur spitting before the scripts were written First one in last one out the club Bursting in passing out in the club Back at it this cat is the wit and the charm Taking you higher like a syringe hittin ya arm Bringing the fire making your Benz ring the alarm Let me see you clap spin baby come on Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Hey Hey Oh you just gonna stand there huh What you too cute to dance or you scared It ain't really that hard to do and I aint trying to be in love with you and All I wanted was a moment or two the See if you could do that switch a roo and Shut your mouth fool get your crew and The thick body and the rear one too and I'll be right hear waiting on you to See if y'all can do that switch a roo Hey Hey That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout do that thing ma That's what I'm talking bout Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Woo la la la Hey turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it Uh Uh Woo la la la Switch |
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