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| 3:54 | ||||
Here it comes the party of a lifetime
31st of December Man I remember when the ball dropped for 90 Now it's 9-9, ten years behind me What's gonna happen? Don't nobody know We'll see when the clock gets to 12-0-0 Chaos, the cops gonna block the street Man who the hell cares? Just don't stop the beat No time to sleep, yo it's on tonight K-C you feeling me right? (Yeah) 2-0-0-0, the Will 2 K The new millennium, yo excuse me Willennium (yeah) It can't get thicker than this (Big Will) Slick like Rick I can't miss (And we gonna party like it's 19) Hold up it is [K-Ci] Here it comes another year Come on everyone, new millennium Here it comes another year Everyone, new millennium [Will Smith] There's a party tonight Everybody was drinking The house was screaming And the bass was shaking And it won't be long Till everybody knowing That twelve o'clock the roof will be blowing Drinks on me, up the cups, and Midnight coming at full thrust, and Dick Clark holding it down, and The second hand rolling around (Na, na, na, na) Hundred thousands deep, world wide press Hate to be the man that gotta clean this mess Same resolution, get the money Ain't where we've been, it's where we gonna be Get ready to hum, hold hand time Cause a person that know the words is hard to find First soul train line of the year Four, three, two, one [K-Ci] Its here and I like it Gonna pack the dance floor Rock the dance floor [K-Ci] Here it comes another year Come on everyone, new millennium Here it comes another year Everyone, new millennium [K-Ci] Yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah Say yeah, yeah [Will Smith] I remember trying to count how old I'd be When the clock struck twelve in the year two g Medianoche finally near This will be that anthem amongst the cheers Just the man to usher it in Big Will bringing the heat K-Ci bringing the plan Ringing it in, waiting for the ball to drop That 2000 vault we breaking the lock Let hip-hop keep blazing the charts May the past keep a warm spot in your heart May the future hold more joy then pain Hands in the air waiting for confetti to rain [K-Ci] Its here and I like it Gonna pack the dance floor Rock the dance floor [K-Ci] Here it comes another year Come on everyone, new millennium Here it comes another year Everyone, new millennium [Will] There's a party tonight Everybody was drinking The house was screaming And the bass was shaking And it won't be long Till everybody knowing at twelve o'clock At 12 o'clock Say what? Say what? Say what? What? [K-Ci] Here it comes another year Come on everyone, new millennium Here it comes another year Everyone, new millennium [Will] True dat, true dat, true dat Yo London, uh come on Yo Bangkok, come on, come on LA, ha, ha The NYC Come on, say what? Say what? Yo Philly, come on, hey Hey Tokyo, come on Everybody say what now Say what now, saw what now Come on, come on, come |
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| 4:16 | ||||
(Let's listen to this dramatic show
Which was popular in the early days of radio) <i>[Will Smith:]</i> Ha ha, unh, yeah yeah Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh Little taste of the old school Jazzy Jeff, yo, break it down one time Say what? Unh, unh, unh, unh One for the treble, two for the bass Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince back up in your face Me and Jeff again, "Oh my" you say 1985 to the Y2K The new millenium, propehicies, I'm fulfillin' 'em Everywhere I go, people be yelling "yo, that's Will and them" (so fresh) I check the rhyme like Quest Some jokes dropped them doo-doo rhymes at my rest The B-I-G, W-I-L-L King of swing, and I rock well The nail in the coffin of your average rapper Jeff do the ditto for your average scratcher Stature of a rapper slash actor Back to the future on wax The future of rap Tap like Gregory Hines, read the headlines Hip-hop's number one son still shines 'Cause I'm (so fresh) Big Will is (so fresh) Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh) West Philly is (so fresh) Ladies and Gentlemen, Biiiiiz... Marrrr... KIE! <i>[Biz Markie:]</i> Yes y'all and to the funky beat and Everytime you hear me rhyme, y'all be freakin' The B-I-Z will wreck it, R-O-C-K it You're guaranteed to like me, for what I am sayin' To all those other emcees that be tryin' to get the info Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best, and I'm a nympho- Maniac, insaniac, I'll put you in a trance and Always keep it tight, cuz, no matter what type was In, you know I'm fresh in flavor Yeah, that's right, I'm talkin' 'bout me The R-K-I-E in the place to be I recognize and hypnotize, everytime I tenderize I specialize and open eyes, to make you realize That you've been rocked with Jeff's plain skills The diobolocal, and my man Will And we're (so fresh) <i>[Will Smith:]</i> Ha, Big Will is (so fresh) Biz Mark is (so fresh) Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh) Biz, do it Whoo, for the old school Unh, unh, ha ha Ladies and gentlemen Rrricky... D! <i>[Slick Rick:]</i> Well once upon a time eccentric head shorty Where people wore pijamas and went to bed early There was a little boy, tight clout that might sprout Tried to help lead black folk the right route Delayed, Negative voices, many, once in prison for unwise choices that he once Made Divide the men, cops were sent inside of him And seeing the good he had within him, let him out again The life no longer for a big time baller, vic Big Willies like Will Smith now call the kid (yo Rick) So check the gift, everything no negative That's what happens when you steer black folk away from Negative Not to mention chasin' charts, killin' 'em There'll be a member of the Biz-Mark, Will, and Rick Demise sent, can't mess with the mindset Come run with us, December 1999 said It's all because of you, I'm feelin' sad and blue You went away, now my life is just rainy days I love you so, how much, you'll never know You took your love away from me Oh oh oh oh You took your love away from me Oh oh oh oh You took your love, you took your love, you took your love You took your love away from me Slick Rick Will Smith Biz Mark <i>[Will Smith:]</i> True dat, true dat Jazzy Jeff y'all |
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| 4:00 | ||||
Intro
The maestro Nice flow Hot like nitro Cool as ice though That type of docodimy Y'all know it's gotta be Who else could it be but me Rub your eyes but hold the big Billy It's dream supreme bean straight from Philly It's the eclectic female attractor rapper slash actor Right back at ya And to the next millinium many come but few are chosen See me servin' like the U.S. Open Another type of hustler listed at Blockbuster Go and ask a movie usher Who is he, he or she SFP, movies CD's, and TV's, but uh uh 'cause the day I take a break from that As I rule where a tank of gas take me at I used to rock these Red, I rock Z's Now I rock the MB's With twelves and V's Today sun up high In the sky From NY La la me to MI Just Cruisin' Where, baby, I don't care Just Cruisin' As long as you take me there Just Cruisin' Somewhere to clear my mind Just Cruisin' Just Cruisin' Easy wrote a sixty Flossin' ninety degrees Sony cartridges, ten CD's each Reach to the beach South side leanin' It ain't often I'm off and I'm for the top down drop down Got me hot now heated up can't stop now What up cutie what sure sure is cooking now Yo I know I'm spoken for can't hurt lookin' no Pop CD's, B-I-G's, and Tupac's While cruisin' on the blocks Hittin' the hot spots Got my celly on O-F-F Golden arches got my belly goin' oh yes yes So let's just ease on down ease on down the road No pager roll my hip As I rollin' my whip 'Cause today I'm on the solo creek Man, why you think I be wor |
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4. |
| 3:18 | ||||
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Miami, uh, uh South Beach, bringin the heat, uh Haha, can y'all feel that Can y'all feel that Jig it out, uh Here I am in the place where I come let go Miami the base and the sunset glow Everyday like a mardi gras, everybody party all day No work all play, okay So we sip a little something, lay to rest the spill Me an Charlie at the bar runnin up a high bill Nothin less than ill, when we dress to kill Everytime the ladies pass, they be like (Hi Will) Can y'all feel me, all ages and races Real sweet faces Every different nation, Spanish, Haitian, Indian, Jamaican Black, White, Cuban, and Asian I only came for two days of playing But everytime I come I always wind up stayin This the type of town I could spend a few days in Miami the city that keeps the roof blazin Chorus: Party in the city where the heat is on All night, on the beach till the break of dawn Welcome to Miami Bienvenidos a Miami Bouncin in the club where the heat is on All night, on the beach till the break of dawn I'm goin to Miami Welcome to Miami Verse 2: Will Smith Yo I heard the rainstorms ain't nothin to mess with But I can't feel a drip on the strip, it's a trip Ladies half-dressed, fully equipped And they be screamin out, (Will we loved your last hit) So I'm thinkin I'ma scoot me somethin hot In this south-sea merengue melting pot Hottest club in the city, and it's right on the beach Temperature get to ya, it's about to reach Five-hundred degrees In the carribean seas, with the hot mommies Screamin (Ay Papi) Everytime I come to town, they be spottin me In the drop Bentley, ain't no stoppin me So, cash in your dough We flow to this fashion show Pound for pound anywhere you go Yo, ain't no city in the world like this An if you ask how I know I gots ta plead the fifth Chorus Verse 3: Will Smith Don't get me wrong, Chitown got it goin on An New York is the city that we know don't sleep An we all know that L.A. and Philly stay jiggy But on the sneak, Miami bringin heat for real Y'all don't understand I never seen so many Dominican women with cinnamon tans Mira, this is the plan Take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand Gimmie your hand Damn, you look sexy Let's go to my yacht, in the West Keys Ride my jetskis, loungin in the palm trees Cause you gotta have cheese for the summerhouse piece on southbeach Water so clear, you can see to the bottom Hundred-thousand dollar cars, e'ybody got em Ain't no surprise in the club to see Sly, Stallone Miami, my second home Chorus to fade |