Lyrics:
testy M E Smith
And you will LOVE IT, you will LOVE IT
It's statistically proven, by the age of forty four
You're gonna be in The Fall
Hey Hey!
of the depths of your imagination
Appears Will Smith
Black suits, the black shades, black shoes
Black tie with the black attitude
New style, black Ray-Bans, I'm
when they rubbing your chest
Pincher i treat all beef tender
No shook ones around here son
You like Michael Jay Fox when
Them bad boys come
Not Will
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
of the verse
That I haven't spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy
Love or respect
I've garnered? The rhyme has to be
destroying the zone
The isolation, double team
He driving and dish it, all his dishes be clean
Tatted up like J.R Smith
What was that sound? That was swish
made us evil, made us hungry, made us desperate
Youngin' in the 9th grade, he got a Smith and Wesson
Grew up with the goons, now he need protection
He
an ill gift, I'm real swift, they be like, "Damn, he still rich"
When I send my men in black listen none of them niggas is will smith
I sell coke, I deal
girl's labia
There will never be on flyer, LL Cool J
Taking you higher and higher
The wire, the GOAT, the grand sire
Who good at 24's if you want flat
the flesh, this a biblical covenant
Shit is repugnant, sicker than ever
Lift the Beretta like I'm fightin' the zombie
Will Smith in the leather
Bitch I
the propeller, who the flyest?
I can sail in water to an island
Young jiggy nigga like Will Smith
Camera said that off, I need a trill bitch
They ask for car
years you ain't heard me flow but you done seen me glow
And now I got to ask, all my critics and fans
Will I blow, or will I get an error 404
I recorded
benefiting
Real shit
Will Smith
Fresh prince of the bay
How I came to the city
Started staying with bank
Now I keep it a hundred
Gotta live by the name
C-Note
moves with agents smiths nigga Ain't a damn thing similar Only way to compare me is to god or to a nebula Standing on my opposite side but i ain't
Everyone in Nacadoches knew Tom Ame's would come to some bad end
Well the sheriff had caught him stealin' chickens and such
By the time that he
down, you yourself should be your best friend
Being stagnant is a dead end
That's why I'm gon keep on grinding until like Will Smith
I Am Legend
Keep it
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
and I'm leaving my box here
Kevin good luck, I know how ya heart shares
What you want? I just want a Fresh Prince
Lil black bitch, blacksmithing a Will
care about yo feelings you can get dicked down
Niggas know I'm the greatest at this shit you should just sit down
And I Will up this Smith if niggas
that run their rhyme-a
Time after time after time after time
I know what you will say before you jump up on the stage
But make sure you don't say,
Skhenn
We Are the Breath of Horns
Hot as the Desert Wind
We are Slayers and Reapers of Men
By the Arrow Shot from Lanata
You will Fall to your Knees
don't like my style
So I don't give a WHAT, 'cause you bring the beef, and the Rock
All the Rock buck you one time, so cover you by the loggins
Machete I
of Biggie and Jay
Where niggaz got Will Smith chips, get jiggy all day
Bitches that boost in the city all day
Heckel and Koch, crack spots, federal watch
the ghetto you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama
She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer
Ask too many questions and my Smith
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