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Hey guys it's Will Smith, and I got to say, I'm sick of it. Can you stop making jokes about My wife now? Like it's been three weeks, we get it, she's

Late nights, early mornings, every day I get it in
Focused on the grind never break never bend
I ain’t never letting up I’ma push it to the end

about me? The garden doesn't lie, just like your worried face, Mr...”

Edward. Indeed, 'm troubled by one thing. In a few days I will have a difficult

I'm will Smith
Knock you out if you talk about my bitch (Yuh)
Yeah I'm lit yeah
Let's live let's live
Let's get it
Fuck your bitch and you forget it

me by the hand and this is how you laid it down
Lets live it up I think I'm feeling alright
I've got a pocket full of credit that won't be denied

ready?
Come on

[Will Smith]
When I was a lad I used to dream that (one day)
I'd earned the cream that make phat rocks gleam
Phat rhymes to make it seem

So Fine Featuring J. Rob, Isaiah Sharkey & Eric Gales
Written by: Bobby Ray Sparks II & Antoine Smith 
BOBBY SPARKS MUSIC (BMI), ANTOINE SMITH

MIXED

end today I want to be ready
Want to get my credit but they ain't trying to let me
Government trying to frame make me a wanted felon
Looking at my

drift apart
We end up where we start

Days go by, years just fly
You and I, we're such a shitshow

The lights come up and the credits roll
In a crazy

I will never disappoint yeah
I will never disappoint yeah
Always keep it on point yeah
Take a hit from the joint yeah yeah yeah
Always keep it

who paints beauty with time

And I don’t know the end, or tomorrow’s story
But I have found the one who gives me rest
And I will make my bed in His

caught in this
The third verse
Will let you know
Just sit back and peep
The chorus
And it goes
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

American boys
Named Perry and Dick
Who will spin the thread of life
And who will determine the span
And who will cut the thread?
Knife in hand

Perry Smith

makin it hard to get by
See I was only 12 but I didn't even cry
Made a vow to myself to make a living for I die
Shit got hard sleeping n my mama car

How It Goes in the Gutta

Project Pat

Crook by da Book: The Fed Story

2006

this gutta
It can all end while ya tryin' to getcha butta

Standin' in the doorway, hand on the throw way
Some *** ride by, I spy lookin' my way
Shady

on the credit

I never been the type of guy to brag
Every time I tried I got sat flat on my ass
Not by people but by trauma from my past
People hate my ego, but

how it will end
Honey moon phase then close the door
Break their heart coz I got bored
Gratification feels so good
And yeah I'd change it if I could

But I will never
Let it, let it happen again
I will never
Let it, let it happen again
So

Money, uh
Cash
Credit cards
Checks
Money, uh

Yeah
Debit

saying she stay in sheep clothes
She be hitting me up, like let's go
By the end of the night, my card froze
I think she think my name D.Niro
I should've

Starin' Through My Rear View

2Pac

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack] [Clean]

1997

the whole block starin'
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dyin' breed
All my homies tryin'

I don’t need credit to pay
How can you drive on highway
When world is ending everyday

[Hook]
I’m rocking Off-White
It’s hot like global warming
Rocks

Feeling like the end of the world at the end of the come down
I will never take my own advice
Went from running home right at sun down
Now I'm tryna

to weak ends
Shots
Baby getting shots
Forgetting what I brought
Its credit for the cost
So we getting
Shots
Baby get shots
'Till we getting sloshed
Maybe