Lyrics:
Build my life, brick by brick
Gems from will smith I just jumped from a cliff
Nobody in tandem
My body's for ransom
My soul is my buddy
We talk by
imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records (nope)
smith Wesson
Pray to god he save you before i get you
Leave you bloody lil pussy told you no messing
Shooting bullets, my nigga i will not miss
Wet you
Someone to chill with, Keep it real with
Tell me when I'm not fresh and on my nephew of Uncle Phil shit
Steel pride, like I was forged by a will smith
Did
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
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
disguised and surprise
you got a hole between your fuckin eyes
Niggaz is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze
Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit
a million from the claims to left and right?
Now aren't things like that enough to drive a man to booze?
But Hard-Luck Smith was hoodoo-proof--he knew
the Levels
Set the scene
Be the best
Major keys
Easy to move by yourself when you true to yourself
And Trust in your will
Like Jaden Smith
Calling on his
Brownsville's Jesus, white and blue Adidas
Got more knowledge than them Poor Righteous Teachers
Clarence Smith, Stan Smith, 13X's
Some will overstand but
with Sony
I am legend
Killing niggas at will
Smith and wess in my pocket
Like nigga I'm Uncle Phil
In my prime like I'm optimus
Transforming
with Sony
I am legend
Killing niggas at will
Smith and wess in my pocket
Like nigga I'm Uncle Phil
In my prime like I'm optimus
Transforming
Yo, Dest'n?
Remember where we grew up?
Was always at your granny house, we would be living it up
Was tryna to get that cash by cutting grass, wasn't
to his grandmother (cray)
I get it, I see why she let August Alsina fuck her (okay)
Either way she got Will Smith lookin' like a sucker (she do)
He
Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that's length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
It's the return of the Blood, 'bout to turn up
want a what?)
My 30 just came with a knife
Be cool or your lip will get split
(or your lip will get split)
Lil' bro used to play with them nicks
Now he
You've turned your back on me
And left me alone
I saw this house, so high
Will it take me to the sky
Another life, another soul
Taken by
uncle, you still know when I don't feel
And I tote a Smith & Wesson, not a Smith and Will
I heard everything you said, you just mad a nigga here
Outfits
get jiggy with niggas
Don't make me Will Smith me a nigga
I just told a model, "You only my side ho
I will put you out, ho, you must think you Latto
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
live little J Smith
Be as me a dude, yea I can't starve
But that ain't all so if I call
If I fall by the river bed
Would you save me or leave me
and Elder Smith
Oh, I knew we'd get paired together
Your location will be France
France, land of pastries and turtlenecks
Two by two
I guess it's
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
that you nigga’s got it you never pressed record...
(Perfect)
BelAir fresh
Like Will Smith
No license still ride my whip
And I’m in the hills I can hide
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