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Smith's return to the world of rap. The long awaited album entitled Big Willie Style has broken sales records everywhere from Bangkok to Madagaskar as we
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[PMD] It's my thing 
[Parrish Smith] 
The rhythmatic style, keeps the rhyme flowin 
Good friends already bitin, without you knowin 
Can't
with a dime, motherfuckers 
[Jay-Z] 
Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster 
Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers 
Ghetto nigga puttin up Will Smith
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!! 
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT? 
[Hit Squad] The head banger 
Parrish Smith gettin wreck 
[Hit Squad]
Yea yea mane, this D-Nero mane
Representin' them I&E Blockburners mane
Y'all know what time it is mane
Gotta grind before you shine mane
This not
me

Fourth album still Jay still spittin' that real shit
Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap,
still Jay still spittin that real shit
Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
with a dime, motherfuckers 

Yeah, yeah, I'm a monster 
Sleep whole winters, wake up and spit summers 
Ghetto nigga puttin' up Will Smith numbers
say some cry
Can't get by so later on they die
Because the strong will survive
The weak will perish
Ignorance is a poison and knowledge will nourish
Born with the funk from the womb of Brenda
See I likes the Lords but you used to dig The Spinners
First with the style from the birth canal
And now I
just want to spit man I don't need this grief

[VERSE TWO]

[HOST]
I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and posh,
J-low and Ben aflet, 50 and vivica
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
winters, wake up and spit summers
Ghetto nigga, puttin' up Will Smith numbers
Surrounded by 6's and Hummers, bitches among us 
Tryin' not to let this
big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't a Fresh Prince
Nigga I'm a young king, nigga I'm a Bun be

Yup, I go hard,
Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
And you smile 

[Chorus : ] 
Captain Jack will get you high tonight 
And take you to your special island 
Captain Jack will get you by tonight 
Just
Captain Jack will get you by tonight 
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'  

So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot 
and you meet your
style then 
Everything is anything, anything is upbeat of nothing 
Once again, poisoned from the paper and pen 
You better defend that bullshit
style then 
Everything is anything, anything is upbeat of nothing 
Once again, poisoned from the paper and pen 
You better defend that bullshit
the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)

James Todd Smith and nine years old
When Sugarhill was in control
I'm listenin'
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!! 
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT? 
[Hit Squad] The head banger 
Parrish Smith gettin wreck 
[Hit Squad]
[Verse Two]
Them clowns like Will Smith got fast cars and fancy homes
But I'm headstrong, I could even break Puffy Combs
Some kids still doubtin and they
style i.e. armloads of thanklessness
And it is this that gives me my direction
Of what they seek
My open arms of protection
Are waiting for the innocent
Styles we got millions of fans
So come on get down like this what's up
When flavor grab the mic
I will rip your butt

What what

Let flavor blow it