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[INTRO CHORUS]

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

[VERSE 1]
Mr. Niceguy
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent

Ey, ask me what I
Wills - Cherokee Maiden; Buck Owens - Tiger By The Tail; Hank Williams - goes without sayin'. Now that's what I'm dob

Yes sir, that's what I'm talking
Dear Mr. President
the world has gone astray
brothers are dying
they won't live to see today
was it all worth it
you had to lie to get your way
and Smif-N-Wessun 

Pick up the pace 'cause we're right behind ya black 

The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back 

BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did
pay attention
I'm goin the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You better stall me out, no extension
Only the strong will ever be setting the pace
When you
like Will Smith with the steel
I could save the world when shit get for real
Skinny George Foreman, all in your grill
My rhyme style is blind, it's
Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy
I got plans for you look in the sky baby
Fuck saving me Mrs. Smith you the pie lady

Fly lady G to fly baby
my baby
Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy
I got plans for you look in the sky baby
F*** saving me Mrs. Smith you the pie lady
Fly lady G
Verse 1-(C-Bo)

My first name is Smith, my last name is Wesson, 
but in yo hood I'm known as 357,
have yo neighborhood punk quick to shoot a man,
[Xzibit]
I heard the O.G.'s they don't hit
And I'm the only one left from the West that you can't fuck with
But lately I've been feelin' like Will Smith
[Xzibit]
I heard the O.G.'s they don't hit
And I'm the only one left from the West that you can't fuck with
But lately I've been feelin like Will Smith
a fisherman
Yea, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith and Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devil
And I
ya black
The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back
BOO-YAA-KAA! Mr. Ripper did the shooting
Cops heard the shots, shit's hot 'cause
other rappers are stiff and don't riff with
Mr. Smith, 'cause that ain't safe
I get you wide open like an uncut eighth
I write to fight, don't bite,
we stay strong?

Only we can save us from us
Bring about change we will show our people love

[Chorus]
My people, hold your head up
My people,
about a man, she will never learn
On a mic till I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, quoted in the Pittsburgh?
Winter fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt
These
man, she will never learn
On a mic till I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder than the Pittsburgh?
Winter fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts
want deep leave 'em behind 

Aiyo 
1-2-3-4-5-6-7 
Blaze the hot trizack 
Shine like heaven 
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 
Come on Mr. Smith come get some 

My
[Chorus]
Firing Squad.
Ain't no tellin' what they might do.
Firing Squad.
Yo, them niggas will invite you.
Firing Squad.
To the battlefields so
[Background] "The Grate Unknown"

[Verse Two]
I turn this upside down, clown
Watch me and you'll get the picture, if ya don't understand
Why I be the Mr
went to Smith, and I went to Hayes
That was the past, and the future will be better
Pass the Mo√ęt and keep the Cream Armaretto
Peace to Greg Nice
of a Tylenol pill
You wanna laugh now
And cast your belligerent doubt
Show you what poetry is really about
The side affects will make you pass out
Followed by
I'm running from the firm in the novel by Grisham. 
Or Tommyknockers, by Mr. King, 
On the run and this ain't no dream. 

[Chorus] 

Hiding out
I'm from the dirty south where niggas go to prison just by word of mouth
Slangin quarter keys to make them G's is what it's all about
I was brought