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Front Row (Graduation Version)
Written by 
Eric W. Smith, Donna I. Douglas and Babbie Mason 


You took my heart
To an all new place
From the day

my Favorite hobby
We tryna catch a homie, migraine I will stop the tensions, got Glockies with extensions, and not To mention he don't fuck around With

Ladies and gentlemen, elves and Therakyr
Witches and ghouls, welcome one and all
To a show like no other!
My name is Ebrim Smith, and I will be your

still got the assist
I went virgil off-white on my fucking kicks I went slick rick on a bitch you will smith
Broke nigga this a bag its gone cost to have

is, think I want you say to
Wir drehn'uns um und sehen Biz Markie Arm
In Arm mit Gabi und dieser Melodie:

Will Smith, Meer Gayne?
Will Smith, Meer

And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades

Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan

tylko czarny jeans
Czarne ciuchy czarna dusza
Jestem niczym Will Smith
Iron-smith
I do smoke
I don't know
Jestem tak jak kowal
Tylko kuje swój własny los

the king New York yeah that's big shoes to fill
Gained all of the will and smiths no uncle Phil
When it's time for a drill nigga I don't need no pill
Huh you

tiring
‪Will Smith's gram said get off of your ass, that shit's inspiring.‬
I'm so glad I learned how to cut off my entitlement
'Cause now I can look up in

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

Woah I will
I will I will I will I will
If I said I will
Every second every minute passing by me I cannot chill
Straight up
Feel threatened my voice

A man stood alone
Captain John Smith
With his megaphone

All the time
We stood side by side
Back to back
It was alright
But now the time has come
To say:

to Will
Ordained have been these blessings, but my Smith
Been married to my Wesson, on my music journey
Get in my way I'll teach you a lesson, these rappers

my zone, start glitchin'
They play with that boy and he clickin'
Smack a nigga like Will, I ain't have me a Smith'n
I was tryna bag it and flip it

still begging.
Fools killers or kings, tell me who you repping.
Sanctified sinner God gave the boy a lesson.
Highlandered Will Smith now I'm legend, Chris

don't believe em
Lights, camera, action, what's the reason
Keep my God's name out your mouth
Or it's will smith when I beat em, stupid
That bible boi,

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

Those movie stars will fade
But I'm here to stay

She's a beautiful girl
by a red moving van
There's a box full of hope
and a living room lamp

Though I

(From The Bottom)
It's Jones
(Slay Jones)
BeatSmithMusic
(BeatSmithMusic)
Uh
Let's Go
(Uh)
It's never fun without me
You niggas never doubt me
I am

on my face to hide my depression
Smile on my face remind me I'm fake
When I claim to be the realest
By the smile on my face I'm like Will Smith
Smile

slowly will
Surely become Audi
5000, that's word to the D-O-G
So what I'ma do is give these niggas the M-IC
And let them prove themselves
So you can

that's cool
We run it back and rendezvous
Bae, do what you do
Call me Will Smith, I smack that good shit to get jiggy too
Got that .45 for anyone that

me cock my shit
Up off the dresser
Made nigga mafia of course my
Niggas gonna test ya
Answers to the questions
Bullets to my Smith N' Wesson
Still

beat no more, eheh (Will Smith just smacked the shit outta me)
I'm too hilarious when I freestyle, y'all don't fuckin' get it (Get my wife's name out