Lyrics:
Man like I'm Will Smith
Disrespect wifey, I'll slap a nigga real quick
Shawty gon' pull down them pants just a lil' bit
Am I motivated by revenge? Just
ain't no stopping us now, my nigga
[Freck Billionaire]
Ya clip trip, clip spit
Get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
get exploited
And the corporation only will back dudes who bite my style
And they can try and try again
I've been influenced by a lot of pioneers
shouted on chain gangs
Pain they felt, but it helped them to maintain
Scott Joplin's rags, Bessie Smith's blues
St. Louis blues, they were all the news
bleed
I will rid the world of all the hatred
By hating harder than anyone did
They keep me from trying to have a great life
They always have me pulling my
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Why would you irrelevant fucks wanna rebel against us
Knowing your Smith & Wesson has never been clutched?
Knowing you never been rushed by the most
Will I get there
I've been gone for way too long
And I've been tryna find my way by home
Will I get there if I make millions
Will I make enough so I
[Intro: Tebz Smith]
Yeah yeah
Tebz Smith
121
Let's go!
[Verse: Tebz Smith]
Late in the night I've been sitting here
Trying to write rhymes
I want
Yeah gED, oh boy
Can't be reconciling ill Will exclusive
We got that front, back, side to side
Lean with it, rock with it
Burner might pop with it
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas that's dead
Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say
Cause local celebrities only bout
Reflexions of the Disillusioned
By Jeff Knight
Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously
Told killz got smith a weapon ay
He got strap up vvs in heaven yea
You know it ain't all about the show tho ay
You know it ain't all about who got
not ruling
This is an introduction to poetry
A small dedication to those that might know of me
They might know of you and maybe your gang
But one
[Ratcliffe]
The gold of Cortés
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
And bragging nearly every time you open your mouth
You think you'll gets the women success will turn your head
Well I'm sorry to inform you that stuff is dead
be runnin backwards
[Hook- Aja Smith]
Boy you had me, but don't be mad at me
Blue caddy, look daddy so happy look at me
Boy you had me, but don't be
undressed
She knows ima play my part but I will not confess
Smart, dumb, thick, sweet heart chick
She’s a legend she’s a myth
All treat no tricks
Real Hair
next years trends
Chrome bag with a padlock, Louisville slugger like I'm back in the sandlot
I'm a fucking legend, Will Smith I Robot
Smoking homegrown
don't know what to do
Surrounded by darkness
Can't find the light
Flashbacks to the worst times
Going in circles in life
It's been an infinite path
People
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
heart
Did you fart? You smell like crap
Everything you say is cap
Why you always talking smack?
You don't wan' get Will Smith slapped
I walk around with
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