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militant
Been a man like Will
Cause I been a smith, but
I never tire like Michelin
And I Put a riddle in
I chisel in
Sit calm like 30 Rock
I spin again

the back, I be pullin' her tracks, she like
I'ma keep it a stack, when I hit from the back, she like
When she arch it like that, I be breakin' her back, she

Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye (gang, gang, gang)


Hit that lil' bitch from the back, Will Smith that's an act
She got me hard as a rock but this rock aint get

a kill switch
I finally got some focus, so I think my name is Will Smith
I find it hard to keep track of all these things which- (ugh)

Find my truth

pups
and take there souls it keeps me young

I need a switch for drum
need a drum for the switchy
are you dumb I get busy

on the mains or back road im

who oppose will
Get smacked up nicely
By the smooth macadamian
Who's awfully sheisty
Some thinking that I would switch
But I’m never to ever switch

time
Pride
Just give me time
Please give more time
I'm back baby and I'm better than ever
Your will could never suppress this black smith but never say

dollar, every cent, a million on my wishlist
Let a nigga get out of line, and I'll smack him like I'm Will Smith

Elias the man with the plan, from Pg

the work, I put in the time The way my beat's slap, should be a crime
Maybe it will, Smith, I'm melting your beats down
As my fuel, don't care if you see it

And my flow so hot, cook crack, Lamar Odom

Your boy's back, so relax, the cash stacks
Tracks, attacks cats on wax, then whack rats
Okay, by now,  probably

track sprinter
Shinin Im feelin like that n-gga
Im gone agree bout dat cash n-gga
Dont do no switch on no backs n-gga
I miss my n-gga yea i miss my n-gga

Creepin on Ah Come Up

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Creepin on ah Come Up

1994

switch will get you nowhere but hell" 
Trail to the back with the money in the sack
Locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail
Well, tickets I'm out

smith
All my blunts still smoke
And my tracks still hit
Talking Pussy money weed
All of it I still get

Drop hits like a hippie
Make moves like I'm

I might Will Smith your bitch and then switch her
Rah, facts, still got bud, no love for the Jack's
Still blow sets from the front to the back
With

to God every morning every evening 
Lord I'm calling out your name 
When will I recieve my portion
'Cause I'm tempted by these sizes that will lead me

Feelin' This

Big Punisher

Terror Squad

1999

It's on now
Feel threatened by this
T-Squad
T.S.
Takin shit
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin this

mindset switch your goals up
You ain't doing that then your dreams aren't big enough no
I'm trying to tell you get your gold up
You ain't with karatbars yet

mode stay on hell yea broke the switch
Man I juz can't go Muzic and Lif3 bitch
Yea no no won't go lose it if I smell fish
Crazy buko I will get please

family
And I'm all I'm asking for is support and that you will stand by me
I'm planning out from now how I'll be moving in this rap game
Cuz targets on my

that a pussy boy might huh
Never stressing I'm alright
Smith and Wesson by my side
Ain't my shorty that's my side
Think I love her I'm like sike
Switch

King Louis imma Sip (huh)
Switch it ova Gucci print Slatt gon pour a 4 in 5th (huh)
44 Onna hip Donnie Neva gonna miss huh
Will Smith Fresh Prince huh

Waiting for the drivers to come test us them ones fear us, 

Only foul play, you know these lines will raise ya blood pressure, 

Sweat bullets,

it to the backseat, she grabbed my jeans now we undressin'
A lot of niggas act, I really Will Smith & Wesson
Know I'm gettin' bigger racks, don't give

how I walk it
Walk down leave a footprint they get stepped on
Bring me in no confession
Blew right by and I left em
Legend Will Smith no Wesson
Wake up