Who Am I [Featuring Tatyanna Ali/MC Lyte]

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Willard Carroll Smith Jr. (born September 25, 1968) is an American actor and rapper. In April 2007, Newsweek called him "the most powerful actor in Hollywood". Smith has been nominated for five Golden Globe Awards and two Academy Awards, and has won four Grammy Awards. In the late 1980s, Smith achieved modest fame as a rapper under the name The Fresh Prince. In 1990, his popularity increased dramatically when he starred in the NBC television series The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, which ran for six seasons until 1996. After the series ended, Smith transitioned from television to film, and has gone on to star in numerous blockbuster films. He is the only actor to have eight consecutive films gross over $100 million in the domestic box office, eleven consecutive fi… more »

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1999

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[Featuring Scarface] 
(Chorus x 2) 
Who am I? Scar mother fucking face 
Who am I? A to the mother fucking K 
Who am I? Belo mother fucking Zero 
Who am I? Niggas Ain't Ready to Die 
(Scarface) 
Who the f*ck am I? 
A born killer with no conscience 
Leaving niggas with holes in their heads unconscience 
No second chances 
'cause in this game no one advances 
You made your move and fucked up now the devil dances 
No scrilla for this just murderers with blocks 
To run up on their dick and hit em and get em hot 
With a 357 slug pointed at your nose 
Left a bloody mess and a note stuck between your toes 
You f*ck with me nigga you're fucking with the warrior 
Anybody destroying you're packing the sig sauer 
Putting niggas off in body bags 'cause in this game you take no prisoners 
Leave it in blood Hare Krishna 
Nobody's breathing niggas stuck on getting even 
You die this evening insanity gon be my reason 
I trail niggas fill niggas and kill niggas 
I introduce the ways that are wicked to real niggas 
(Chorus x 2) 
(AK) 
Who ever epitomise 
And idolise my murderous skills 
With this vivid imagination and slugs that kill 
Off in the zone unorthodox with the world on blocks 
It's unexplainable how I got these bitch niggas locked 
Keep my eyes on my safe and keep this murderous flavour 
Since I picked up a strap I've had this murderous behaviour 
Spread the whole clip around and get the f*ck outta Dodge 
I got a ride full of straps in my homies backyard 
It's too cold to proceed without a block to start 
Watch a gat blows him apart as the bullets depart 
Now who the f*ck am I? Is the question you ask 
Can't be touched or fucked with is all you need to know 
It's 1998 plus you bitches got to go 
And y'all cain't f*ck with me and tell em why 
My adrenaline rush on jump 
Plus you got my arm beneath grabbing with the double barrel pump 
(Chorus x 2) 
(Belo) 
I hear some niggas talking loud like we been stealing this shit 
Just say you hate me cock the bullshit don't you grip on my dick 
It's Belo Zero mother fuckers same sick ass nut 
Drink a brew and smoke some weed and blow your bitch ass up 
I put in work so recognise I carry my shit on my chest 
More respect and I neglect to come up back with the vest 
I never seen a thousand soldiers hit the dirt on your roll 
F*ck your chief and all the soldiers I'm a king on my own 
I'm coming with force down with Big Chief nigga Rapalot style 
Grip sixteens and triple beams will leave that ass on the pile 
Walk on down and see the light 'cause I'm not faking the shit 
I told you once that I'm a soldier I'm just taking your shit 
Now who am I a born killer nigga f*ck what you heard 
I'm too delirious and serious I ain't like a nerd 
F*ck around and call the coroner dig your whole ass up 
Separate your head from the spam and leave your bitch ass stuck 
Nigga... 
(Chorus x 2) 
(N.A.R.D) 
Retaliation is a must 
I see niggas from behind so I bust 
My Desert Eagles gon to catch you when they duck 
Now what the purpose when they still gon get struck 
And leave they brains fucked up 
I don't know why they put they eyes on me 
'cause I'm a black material killer trying to keep it low key 
Now what it was they probably didn't know it was me 
But that goes to show em that fancy bitches focus just be 
They want to look up on my Rolex while I spot on my heat 
They see my Lexus car shining when I been on the streets 
With no ticket on it but still they try to find out what's in it 
It's a black nigga with a black chrome on the seat 
In the dark zone it's on 
And hell yeah I used to push packs 
Taking niggas straps and pimping bitches in 'lacs 
Matter of fact this shit I rap about I did before 
See it ain't no studio mother fucker just stepping through these doors 
(Chorus x 2) 
We can't be fucked with we can't be touched 
'cause the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much 
Do Or Die Do Or Die 
'cause the drama that we bring is just too much it's just too much

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