Will smith f/ rodney jerkins, mc lyte, & tatyana ali [rodney jerkins] Darkchild, big will, 2000 Bust out, shake it up now Come on, come on And shake it up now Who am i? You know, you know Big will, ya 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 that I was like bill gates Writing lines, seal fates Power to change the whole set For exposure or forfeit And with the wicked sense on how to get the picket fence Envisioned a hot life, hot wife Wanted a crib, well a palace like south fork on dallas With lights simmer trees for the ambiance I been up and down and high and low Fly with dough, broke looking grimy yo My shiny glow definitely ain't cause of my bentley It's something that my fam put in me Who am i? you ask The guy with the razzmatazz with ten duffel bags packed with pazazz In the past cut twice by the ladies of my life Boom stitched up by my wife Who am i? It's suffice to say found gold in my heart Put the ice away Nicer day, live foul homie it's a price to pay Even when it's rainy still I say it's nice to day Who am i? That brother with the platinum plaque With the strength to stand and say gangsta rap was whack The fact is that when that brother rap or act Hold position, front of the pack Who am i?
[tatyana ali] I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i? I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i?
Baby if you really wanna know about me I'll tell you who I am I'll tell you I be not the one for games But if you're right with me I know I'll do the same
I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i? I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i? (l-y-t-e)
[mc lyte] Who am i? You dare to ask The same female that hailed from brooklyn and wailed on that ass I'm your worst nightmare, you're best wet dream Break the bank papi cause we're coming for the cream And while I'm in the world ain't none of y'all safe Hold face, sell a million and you still won't equate So who am i? it ain't hard to tell Like staying on track cause you thinking I fell See a lot know my face but a few know me well Just who I am is the one to make ya gel Who am i? the chick that keeps spittin' Taking back all my snip that was bitten Rewritten dangerous laison With the shades on Making sure the track stays on Days on end I'll be that one true friend That will always be around when the world falls down I'm honest to the bone No question, suggest You don't wanna know I give the truth, nothing less than I'm sweet with a heart to fit Smart as a whip You feed me well but I'm still hard to get I'm like a calculus problem hard to solve Study me well if you wanna get involved And even after that I'm still unpredictable Now who am i? I'm unforgettable
[tatyana ali] I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i? I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i? I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i? I be fully educated Not the one to play with And I find that some of y'all hate it But you wanna know baby Who am i?
[Will] Uh Ha ha Yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh Ha ha Yo yo Uh Whoo A one two a one two
[Will] I-I-I-I woke up this morning Looked at ya picture Think about when I'm a get wit'cha Hit ya on the two-way simply to say I gotta see you today They say love is a gamble and if so, I'm the Bilagio I can't lose And I guess that make you the mirage Wait you more exotic than that you like the Taj Mahal momma You a treasure to me life with you is a plesure to me And I'm a make sure no man ever measure to me Like Run and D you and me are together forever I got an interview to do (whoo) Then to the plane, that too (whoo) Uh wear that black dress boo (whoo) Then close your eyes and open your heart and I'm a give you
All my love A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh And I just don't wanna stop Never too much mever too much
[Jada] Woke up this morning to invite and couldn't wait to write you I hit you back then kissed three little kids that look just like you Love is magic can't explain and sometimes it just happens Saw your picture you're so silly boy you keep me laughing I've got a photo shoot can't concentrate my mind is roamin' Because it's 4 o'clock and at 5:15 you are comin' home and You know my heart you know my thoughts so ruffneck yet you're tender The only person ever locked up safe was to surrender
All my love (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh Cause I just don't wanna stop Never too much mever too much
[Will] The way you walk wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) [Jada] The way you love me make me wanna say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) [Will] Girl the way you look wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) [Jada] Just so you all wanna make me say (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah) [Will] Yo yo me and more it's like a Picasso painted your ora It's like Beehtoven composed your vocal tones Wrote band inspired hand sculpted you the desire of man (uh) Michel Angelo grieves inside you Seeds of my wildest dreams fertilized in your eyes Your compationate and your passion is how you ration it That makes me swear you was trained how to take me there Rarely I seen faith be fared We got a stroke of grace Remember you was countin me out? It's crazy we had times of doubt right? And since the dawn of time written history Better men better poet than me Have tried to set verse to the love they knew Dead to words judge what I do when I give you
A thousand kisses from you is never to much All my love Never too much never too much never too much Uh huh uh huh And I just don't wanna stop Never too much mever too much
Big Will Lil' Jaden Ha ha 2002 Tra-Knox What? All my love Everything I got baby
[Jaden:] Mommy I love you [Jada:] Aww I love you sweetie [Jaden:] I love you too. All the way to the moon [Jada:] I love you to the moon [Jaden:] Huh?
[Chorus 2x: Will Smith] Ohhh! I'm the party starter You might have a good time but we party harder So, tell the DJ to play my song And we can dance all night to the early mornin
[Verse One: Will Smith] Dance, an afrodesiac Women gyratin, simulatin sensual acts To stimulatin musical tracks I thought I was just gon' come out at night and get a brew and relax But nooo! Uh-uh, when you the party starter It's like, you on call, you what the doctor ordered It's like you gotta block the border to the door and Shock 'em when it's borin - get on the floorrrr! Uhh, it's the groovicide bomber Mic in my vest tight, strapped to my chest like I'm a run up in the party holla'n Be like, ohhh! Fulfillin my callin Big, Will, that's my name Writin, rhymes, that's my game Ask me again and I'll tell you the same Look, just write your # right next to your name girl
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Will Smith] He was raised in the days when the roof was raised and Every rap occasion, new and amazin The back of the stage is amazed and gazin Prayin for the day they can one day praise him Studied the ways of the game and made it Came through the maze and the haze and played it Perfect, dazed any person hated And cursed 'em, he was unfazed, he waited It was worth it, he never retaliated He saved it, slavin, on the road blazin Dazed when he was LOW, nuttin could raise him And came to the show and, somethin uncaged in him Like the pope of this party crusade I'm like braids, that's never gon' fade, ya heard? I'm like, 23's on an Escalade Throw me into the rave like you threw a grenade, BOOM!
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[Verse Three: Will Smith] I call for the days of the unadulterated When the artistry was cultivated You know back when rap was smart and multi-layered We can rap without A&R's and ultimatums, DAMN! Now today I say the praise I long for the GOOD OL' DAYS When the party was all about partyin I was a mini-party starter then My mind bends when I call my pen The big question - should I run to mine a vittle Food for thought or, dumb the rhyme a little? But Will if you come too high That'll alienate folks, and they won't buy it Yo, look, people gettin trapped in the track And they be clappin, even when the rappin is whack And what happened? When did we get happy with that? He old-fashioned? YUP! Well let's be happy he back Ya heard me?
[Will Smith:] Original - a first form from which varities arise An authentic work of art as opposed to an imitation, or reproduction
[Verse One: Will Smith] Why should I try to sound like y'all sound? That's what's wrong with the rap game right now Man it's like a circus with a bunch of clowns With a bunch of cliques I'll probably rap circles around I spit heat rock, and I ain't talkin rollin Soon as the beat knock I'm crown controllin When I hear y'all that's an awful sound I don't ride beats, I take 'em off the ground Land 'em somewhere, show 'em the town Even on foreign ground let 'em know I'm around I don't follow e'rybody when it's time to rap At one time e'rybody thought the world was flat Sounds like you? That was my intention I paid dues, now dudes pay attention I live for it, even though the flicks is hittin Crib's sick, you can see the booth from the kitchen Speak on it, cause I saw it happen This is hip-hop, dawg I ain't just rappin Y'all lookin at a real MC man You couldn't check a mic from me
[Chorus: Will Smith] Why should I try to sound like y'all sound? That's what's wrong with the rap game right now Why should I try to flow, the way y'all flow Or do a show like y'all show, nah that ain't where my head at now Y'all in the hip-hop lost and found That's what's wrong with the rap game right now Man it's like a circus with a bunch of clowns With a bunch of cliques I'll probably rap circles around
[Verse Two: Will Smith] Let's talk about rhyme capability Let's talk about hip-hop versatility Let's talk about takin the game beyond How the hell we gon' have a battle of wits? Trick you unarmed Let's talk about love for the game I mean real love, back before there was fame I'm real with it, I ain't claimin to reign But when y'all talk about rap, y'all gon' start sayin my name F'real though, I ain't playin Plenty of y'all love a brother, just scared to say it Yo, first ever rap Grammy Let's talk about the only reason yo' ass went to Miami - yup! Truck with rims - check; throwback jersey - check Champagne bottles - check; lots of models - DAMN! That's the list for 90% of y'all videos and songs Am I WRONG?!
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[Verse Three: Will Smith] Lost - when you a slave to the biz With no care for the cost of what you sayin to kids Found is when your lyrics are a test of time And your mind hear that your spirit is blessed divine Lost is when you rhyme 'til your throat gets sore But you don't even believe what you say no more Found is when you bleed heart into the mic And the pain you sustain it could change a life Lost is when you hide behind the freedom of speech Well sure you're free to do it, but what it mean to do it Did you mean to do it? Did you need to do it? Did you take time to think about the seed you ruined? (HUH?) Found as Esco did, Pres and them Found Islam and Hill, found is Rakim Found can be you if you felt the message And ask yourself this question
Mary J. Blige:] Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy
[Chorus - Will Smith - while Mary repeats in background:] I really wish I could explain it baby It's just the world is kinda crazy baby Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby Don't cry, dry your eyes
[Verse One: Will Smith] September 11th I woke up about 7 AM West coast time, french toast and my turkey bacon Takin my time awakin, turnin my TV on To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw Me and my children, images were chillin My son said - daddy were there people in that building? A cold sweat, frozen with a lump in my chest I heard his question, couldn't bring my lips to say yes to him That night at my son's side, he cried And prayed for the ones who died in the World Trade His palms to God, seeds of qualms with God He just, kept on pressin me, wanna know why Then one week later our bombs were dropped We seein them, on CNN, they just won't stop The infrared, images of brutal attack He said "Daddy now we killin 'em back," right right
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[Interlude: Mary J. Blige] Souls are captured (souls are captured) Dreams are stolen (dreams are stolen) Hearts are broken (hearts are broken) Evil plaguin he rewardin Hate surrender (hate surrender) Love exaulted! (Love exaulted!) HOPE ELATED! (HOPE ELATED!) Negativity DESTROYED AND..
[Verse Two: Will Smith] Honest to God, why is the bomb always gettin the last word And why, did her uncles have to molest her And why, did all them cops have to be shootin to kill? And why, did all them priests have to act so ill? Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched? Tell my why did Malcolm and Martin depart from us Tell me why did the sniper make that little boy shoot And why, is human life always denied for loot? Tell me WHY did MANDELA have to live in a cage Why did my brother Sterling have to die at that age Tell me why did Reginald Denny deserve his fate And why the {*BLEEP*} can't love, seem to defeat hate? Tell me why is it so hard for all the children to eat? Why did 'Pac and Biggie Smalls have to fall in the street? Tell me why did Jam Master Jay have to go that way? Please, what am I supposed to say my kids when they say
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[Verse Three: Will Smith] Can't explain it baby life is just really crazy I mean if it's world wars or the life of a little baby We got more stores than they got rice under buddha lazy You live four scores and still it be drivin you crazy But for me I try to see the button side Sometimes it be like the goodness be tryin to hide Or tryin to flee, but it can't, it's deep inside Sweetie you be the light for others, make 'em believe in God
Yo, ain't no better man for this hype track Just the veteran taking the mic back David Letterman even said he like that track man Even though he ain't a rap fan Black radio, they won't play though Ever since "Summertime" they ain't liked none of mine Even though the fans went out & bought enough I guess they think Will ain't hard enough Maybe I should just have a shoot out Run up in the bank, bustin', grabbin' all the loot out Whoop somebody ass, taking my boot out Right on TV so ya'll can see me Just ignorant, attacking, actin' rough I mean, then will I be black enough Oh wait maybe I'll jack a truck Full of cigarettes, guns & drugs & stuff
[Chorus 2x:] Get that I wish I would of made that Lean back I wish I would of made that I wish I woulda told the girls to 'drop it like it hot' Summer, Summer, Summertime Seem like all I got
I always envied how ya'll rock wit Dre & the Chronic The way that Tupac, Biggie, 50 and Jigga got it A lot like L.L., Chuck D, Slick & Dougie I think ya'll love me, but ya'll place other rappers above me & I don't know if you feel my flow & be at my show & you'll see where I should go On the charts of rhyme arts & thoughts in rap form Damnit, I expanded the platform Damnit, this Cat's on a rap song Yeah, it ain't no braids or plats on Ain't on stage wit no gats on You know I'm afraid, getting' my act on It might have stunted my growth But I wanted them both & I hope that it would be less tougher You do two things & then they both gonna suffer I chose to act & it broke my heart not to rap Prodigal son, clever, better than ever, back
[Chorus]
I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got, I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back Yo, do you see that lil' bop in my step Do you see the little drop to the left, huh, yo Baseball cap, Timbs when I walk Do you see that lil' grin when I talk, huh, yo Do you see me sorta glide when I slide See lean to the side in my ride, huh, yo Do you see it's no ice on my wrist Fish still bite just like this. right, right Do you know what it mean when you see a dude's chick on TV gleamin', huh? Know what it mean to be on the scene & in the audience "Ali", beamin', yo! I must have a 'S' on my chest, I recovered from the Wild, Wild West, yes! Yo, I been up the creek without a paddle Now I'm back on the saddle I got my swagga back
[Chorus]
I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got my swagga back I got that swagga back, I got that swagga back I got my swagga back
All you see that you see when you seeing me, you ain't seeing all to be seen Cause there's more for you to see than when you see me on the scene in my media machine I mean madness, sickness, sadness, swaggerless back in the day Fat, ugly chicks in New York on the radio, saying I'm gay I had a bonafide downside frown with the swagga not around in my life Bank account found minimal amounts when countin' cause of my now ex-wife I had the boar-thick wall & all that, endure pitfalls & all that, fallin' callin' for help With no call back, where was ya'll at, gimme the ball back I got my swagga back
[Chorus]
09-Pump Ya Brakes (Feat. Snoop Dogg) Lost&Found (2005)
[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Snoop Dogg, Big Will Ay lil' homey you need to {*"pump ya brakes"*} Real talk, we came to have a good time We ain't got all that time for all that Man homey look {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now slide right, and just {*"pump ya brakes"*} Wanna holla at you in a minute F'real, ha ha {*"pump ya brakes"*}
[Verse One: Will Smith] All this excess, stress I can't take it Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid Why you gotta be all up in the face kid? The AVS'll get you numbers and a name, kid I mean really, houndin on girl Was that really necessary, see your itinerary Is all awe, you need to be hauled off She start flippin, she ain't trippin, it's your loss This a simple case of a anti-brake pumper You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper That mighta got you a couple numbers when you were younger But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper Be a gentlemen and try to be gentle man The essence of stimulation mental man But if you actin like you just got out a kennel man Put your foot on the pedal and, pump
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg] If your girl in your face and she out of place What you need to tell her is {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now if you out but your girls they pressin you hard What you need to tell 'em is {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now if you underage and you actin all grown What you need to do is {*"pump ya brakes"*} If you offended by this record and you know it's you What you need to do is {*"pump ya brakes"*}
[Verse Two: Will Smith] Outside the restaurant, girl sees boys Girl likes boy, girl meets boy (boy) Boy doesn't know that girl thinks he's fly (fly) Boy's a nice guy so boy says hi (hi) Boy's girlfriend returns from goin to park She sees them together this ignites a spark (what?) Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark Now this is where the pumping of the brake should start Girlfriend thinks that somethin's goin on Girl tells girlfriend nuttin's goin on Boy in the middle of the commotion beginnin Girlfriend mad cause boy keeps grinnin Now why is he grinnin? But that's beside the point Girlfriend she chill 'fore they rolled up in the joint Jumpin to conclusions get you nowhere honey Pump ya brakes and be a crash test dummy
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Snoop Dogg] Rule #1, is just like 2 The who-dos and what-nots and what you should dizzoo No loud talkin, no back talkin If you do either believe it you back walkin I hate to sound rude but then again I have to My rap bang and my mack game it'll smack you Click-clack you, spit at you I don't do it cause I want to, I do it cause I GAT to I gotta question to ask you Would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let him smash you? If I was you, and you was I Would you keep it G, or would you stay fly? If you was rich, in a ditch, livin low, would you push the button Keep it cuttin, or would you just let it go? Calm down lil' homey And know what you dealin wit before you run up on me
[Chorus]
Pump ya brakes [to end]
10-If You Can't Dance (Slide) (Feat. Nicole Scherzinger Of PCD) Lost&Found (2005)
Will Smith:] Yo, if you can't dance, it's cool to get up now Yeah see usually y'all stand off on the side Y'know you're a lil' embarrased or whatever But this one of them joints for e'rybody So get up on up, but keep it simple, slide
[Chorus: Smith + Scherzinger] If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right, all night, slide - that's all you gotta do If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby Left to right, all night, slide - that's all you gotta do
[Verse One: Will Smith] Now we all know the boy at the club, all liquored up Or with the bub tryin to pick 'em up Whack dancin, wookin pa nub His shirt too bright, pants too tight, boy settle down Now I ain't just messin wit'chu I got better things to do, I'm tryin to help I got a lesson for you, I know you do the best you could do Wanna get next to boo? Then the less you do, the better Cause women equate dance with sex They gon' see you, and be like - next But you gon' be like, hold up ma! - next But she gon' be like, uh-uh pah! - next Now looka here, rule number one, know your name It ain't Usher, Justin, Hammer? Then we can touch ya Rule number two, never do a dance you can't do Why stupid? You can't do it
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[Will Smith:] So I'm up in my spot in Miami the other night right And this dude out on the floor OD'n, just way overdancin You know so his mami wanna holla at me
[Verse Two: Will Smith] She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willie She said she watched my TV show and I was very silly Told her I was from Philly, she looked at me said really? And judgin from her t-shirt I could tell that she was chilly So I gave her my sweater, she said her name was Etta She said she come from Cuba and she just had bought a Jetta She said she glad I met her, let's go somewhere together She said she'd ride in my car, cause she knew my car was better The conversation cookin, attention gettin tooken My Spidey Sense is tinglin, I felt somebody lookin Now who this brother lookin, and now he runnin bookin I'm mad I'm like the fisherman I almost had my hook in I figured I should get up, and quickly clear my head up Rosetta got a man, got me feelin kinda set up Now dude was really fed up, and yo he wouldn't let up Homey if I hit you you might never ever get up Now he was not a dancer, plus he wasn't handsome Comin like Mel Gibson like I had his girl from ransom Pedro wanna go outside Yo amigo, tranquilo, slide
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Will Smith] Now rule number three is easy Please re-member that you ain't on Beach Street The sweet beat you ain't tryin to win no TV Another dude get a move no need to outdo it Rule number four, out on the floor Don't be doin moves that don't nobody do no more Draw too much attention it be adventureous on the floor There's a reason that don't nobody do 'em no more, you feel me? This may be hilarious But rule number five is SERIOUS, uh It's a shame to even have to discuss But it's no lip bitin or pelvic thrusts, I mean You think that move'll put the sting on her? You too close, tryin to put a ring on her? You don't know that girl, don't cling on her And don't put your thing on her, cool?
[CHORUS] Here he comes, he can rock He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap Hey there... here comes Big Will again
Here I come ya'll, here I come ya'll Watch yo' back ya'll, here I come ya'll For years I been tryin to rip rhymes & get mine Spit lines, hot like lava this time I don't got a sitcom to bother with Or a time conflict with my sci-fi hits I'm contemplating each statement's wit & I'm concentrating on making hits & I'm fittin' em line by line Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme I'm dreamin' about ya'll gleamin, doubt "He's back from actin, he's screaming out how he practiced rap & now he's devout every album track packs what he's about In the past he passed with passion, old fashioned" Boldly mashing, totally crashing Words up in a disorderly fashion But back to the lab & guess what happened, KABOOM! (ooh wee!) "Dude's resilient!" Fresh Prince was hot, the movies killed him, wait, hold up, stop! You can rebuild him lock him back in hip hop while Dude's not filming shock by the film & the TV money, went from scenes with Uncle Phil to scenes with Sonny, so hard to break free from a guaranteed 20 but its done, so come see the MC, honey!
[CHORUS]
[Bridge:]
Everytime he touch the mic, he closes his eyes and he hope to shine Then like a streak of light, they'd show his name, they'd be like, Aaahhh! ... hey there, here comes Big Will again
.....here comes Big Will again .....here comes Big Will again!!!
[Chorus:] Heeeeeeeeeeeeey Switch, turn it over and hit it Turn around now switch Turn it over and hit it
Heeeeeeeeeeeeey Vibe to vibe a second, it's a club girl why you arrived naked Hear that, how the veteran glide the record But don't download, go out and buy the record Heeeeeeeeeeeeey Something sexy bout her Girl on the floor, all her friends around her I mean real clean, ain't gotta touch or nothing It ain't like I like a chick on chick or something I'm just a sucker for a hot track Gimme a drink and a chick to tell 'Stop that' Dance is a hop and a clap, flip it round Now bring it on back, break it down Now Switch!
[Chorus 2x]
Uh uh uh I gotta question, I need to ask somebody Why is it that when y'all see me at the party Y'all be looking like 'Ooo he a movie star He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with everybody' But oh wait, whoa y'all forgetting When I was, amateur spitting before the scripts were written First one in, last one out the club Bursting in, passing out in the club Back at it, this cat is the wit and the charm Taking you higher like a syringe hittin ya arm Bringing the fire, making you Benz ring the alarm Let me see you clap, spin baby come on Switch!
[Chorus 2x]
Heeeeeeeeeeeeey, heeeeeeeeeeeeey
Oh you just gonna stand there huh? What you too cute to dance? Or you scared? It ain't really that hard to do and I ain't trying to be in love with you and All I wanted was a moment or two to See if you could do that Switch-a-roo and Shut your mouth fool, get your crew and The thick body and the rear one too and I'll be right hear waiting on you to See if y'all can do that Switch-a-roo
Heeeeeeeeeeeeey, heeeeeeeeeeeeey
That's what I'm talking bout, do that thing mama That's what I'm talking bout, do that thing mama That's what I'm talking bout, do that thing mama That's what I'm talking bout, Switch
[Will Smith:] He's a nice guy - how ya doin? He's a nice guy - good to see ya! He's a nice guy - how your mom an' 'em?
[Verse One: Will Smith] Mr. Nice Guy, relationship advice guy Liked on the vices, priceless smile Look at the eyes, got the look Of a survivor, husband, father Dissed by Eminem but didn't bother him Yup well he classy Big Will just did another 20 mill', walk right past he I'm a nice guy, why y'all harassin me, huh? On the radio they be over-exaggeratin So blase with they lies, they be aggravatin me Agitatin me, but they be waitin and hatin And they be makin me crazy but I be takin it patiently People be messin with me, testin me, f'n with me I wanna send a message to 'em, teach 'em a lesson quickly They publically addressin me, disrespectin me heavily They better be lucky the way my blessings affected me, but {*deep breath*} Calm down Willie You don't wanna go drop the bomb now Willie Keep a nice flow for your mom down in Philly On the news you go if you blow and act silly, y'know?
[Chorus: Will Smith] He's a nice guy - how ya doin? He's a nice guy - good to see ya! He's a nice guy - sometimes y'all Mistake nice for soft, so I before I go off I just
[Will Smith:] RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH
[Verse Two: Will Smith] Will's a nice guy, why he's so nice I'd Let him date my daughter like he was a white guy Not like the rest, he's a private polite guy Why, if I were gay on Friday night I'd... Larry Elder - Uncle Tom? You're lucky I ain't make you the whole damn rhyme Wendy Williams, you don't know me I'm not your punchin bag, you gon' blow me Off, girl, better leave me alone Before I buy your radio station and send you home Yo, it's a warnin shot over the bow Truth be told, this ain't my style You gotta understand some stuff a man can't allow You better chill 'fore you climb a tree you can't get down Okay - people dissing Will sat on a wall People dissing Will had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put none of their careers together again You get it?
[Will Smith:] Mic check, one two one two This dedicated to an old friend of mine, Michelle She a holy roller now, turned over a new leaf Now e'rything old gon' burn (please help me not do it again)
[Chorus: Will Smith] Ms. Holy Roller, new angel Wit'cha bible out shoutin and you ringin a bell Mid-life, REBORN! And can't wait to tell If I don't believe what you believe I'm goin to hell
[Verse One: Will Smith] Yo, I've been down with Jesus since Sunday school and Easter speeches The, bible was survival that's what my grandma would teach us Since I was 5 I've been dyin and tryin to read it And when I did, it redefined it Now you was 34 when you found Jesus after your life fell to pieces Wife two times with two guys, now enlightened the speeches Seem to flow out your mouth with the hype of a preacher Took your whole life to reach ya, now I'm a triflin creature?
[Chorus]
[Will Smith:] C'mon, if I die right this second, I reckon that God Would simply check into my life and times, dissectin my rhymes He'll see how I've been leadin his troops You can't do dirt your whole life and say - OOPS!
[Interlude: Will Smith] Now where was Jesus when you was cheatin and you was deceivin me? Where was Jesus when you was greedy, your lawyers was bleedin me? Where was Jesus when every weekend, a new man was livin wit'chu Oh wait, he was with me, tryin to keep me from killin you! Now where was Jesus when you was lyin and you was betrayin me? When I was tryin to make it and you was hatin delayin me huh? Where was Jesus when the ICE was thrillin ya? Oh wait, he was with me, tryin to keep me from killin ya!
[Verse Two: Will Smith] If I ain't know Jesus, ain't no tellin where we'd be It's been nights I felt like beasts, I needed to fight to release it I'm in the limelight, it's hot and the heat is ceaseless and Holdin my tongue while lil' bums cut me to pieces The only reason's cause I studied the life of Jesus and Ventin with my pen and intendin to write and release it But when an ex-friend slight me and slam me pretendin I hate it, I can't stand, damn it I really resent it I always strive to be righteous, my version of God The reason why I never write rap verses with curses inside The reason I never purposely hurt person I've replied Many teachers of God, searchin to reach as a God Pondered the mysteries of why you be dissin me I adore you, all I hope for you is freedom from mysery You made mistakes and blunders, you breakin from under but yo If I'm goin to hell, it's makin me wonder
[Interlude]
[Will Smith:] The greatest atrocities ever committed on this planet have been in the name of God This country was founded by the Puritans for the express purpose of oppressin free worship Your attitude is the same arrogant fearful fundamentalism That fueled the hatred, of the Crusades and the attacks of 9/11 If we are not allowed to worship God as groups and individuals free from persecution And respect for tolerance, there's only one outcome
[Will Smith:] Uhh.. hoo! Uh, yo, Big Will, in the place to be Mic check and uh, mic check and uh Uh, uh, yo Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town? Would you love me if my pants was hand-me-downs? Hah, huh? Yo, yo
[Verse One: Will Smith] Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out and about 8 to 80 all walks of life be shoutin it out Usually when it's time for an encore I hear it But when I did somethin hot it broke in the spirit It's weird, it's like a double-edged sword when y'all applaud It's kinda wild, a peace sign, a smile How do I respond to the phrase "I love you Will!" Kinda heavy when I hear it - be like "Damn f'real?" In a way it make me wanna stay strong and moral But history, say I could be gone tomorrow And though my future look floral, it feel like I'm open For much pain, when people stop shoutin my name And doubtin my game, likin others better than me Writin, letters to him instead of letters to me A veteran B, I know the game, but do me this here In your heart be clear before you bless my ear, c'mon
[Chorus: Will Smith] Could you love me in the shack in a shanty town? Could you love me if my pants was hand-me-down? Could you love me if my wrists ain't bling? If I wasn't on TV, and I ain't sing, huh? Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted? Will my name be easier to forget it, huh? Could you love me if my wrists ain't bling? If I wasn't on TV, and I ain't sing, huh?
[Verse Two: Will Smith] I pray before I sit with a pen and a pad A birth of a thought occurs, and it calls me dad And to the universe an idea, released from me Just a CD? Nah man, a piece of me But you can't see it that when you be dancin B As I asked you a question that's how you answer me So when you don't dance it be like I'm chokin from cancer Like I wrote rancid rhymes, I can't survive, sure I rationalize, like oh I see But if you don't like my cut it's like you don't like me Some stuff works, some works, not so well It's like you work like hell, still get hurt like hell Yo, it can tear you apart But don't let your wins go to your head, your losses go to your heart And if we ever get the pleasure to meet Be clever wit and please measure what you yell in the street, c'mon
[Chorus: Will Smith singing] Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger Thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife Ohhh Loretta, never ever met him no danger Her love for him sustain her Thought that he would change her life
[Verse One: Will Smith] Ms. Loretta, a young girl, I never really met her A fun girl, a real go-getter I heard A gold Jetta a fool with books a nerd And so I'm told hooked on my every word Oh so bold, a love letter, cleverly worded In her jacket pocket, wrapped inside a platinum locket In the shape of a heart, with pictures of me Had it inscribed, no us - no him - then no me She fell in love with "The Prince of Bel-Air" Fantasy was to see me and to be with me there So she wrote a love letter to me, and then she signed it Loretta She said I gotta go get him, Will is my soul mate We gotta be together, how could we not be together? Oh wait, if I send the letter I mean how will I be sure that they give it to him What if they don't give it to him, that'd ruin everything I gotta take it to him myself
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Will Smith] She packed all that she owned into the back of her Jetta Her backpack and her cell phone and her love letter Most of her stuff was done up with, pictures of me on it With the phrase "it's gonna be" on it Her mother beggin her, please come home And then, Loretta resentin her, leave me alone ma I won't leave my destiny unfilled You just jealous because daddy ain't as sweet as my Will, click To the front gate at NBC In June or July, backstage at MTV She would drive any place that they mentioned I'd be Told herself strive for love and God eventually Would give me to her, and her to me This was meant to be 14 months outside every event that I be at She still keep missin me And now she, gettin high with more frequency now Rage rumblin inside, got to be with me now Then she heard I married Jada - she took her love letter out And she wrote down P.S. - I hate her
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Will Smith] Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at She sleep, gettin woke up by the cops in the back By a dumpster, didn't even greet 'em with fear Grinnin ear to ear, said my husband meetin me here You know him, he nominated for his flick Ali And it'll be hell to pay if y'all pick on me Don't put that stick on me, hell no I'm not leavin Get your hands off, don't make them things click on me Kickin and screamin, you intervenin This is fate, Mr. what you mean that I ain't? What you mean it seem like I ain't? Ooh you like my mom And our love gon' survive y'all hate God gon' take, me to my destiny Y'all only are seein one side of me, Will gon' see the rest of me He gon' see the best of me if I could only get him next to me He gon' bring my blessings to me, I know it!
[Verse One: Will Smith] From a distance Your witness, the glow from my entourage Gravitate toward the ambience See me and my men on CNN Then the birth of the inevitable hate begin Cause hate is the child of greatness The group between me yo and the Smiths and the Matrix Yin to the yang, it just must be Ask anybody with a Grammy or an MVP
[Interlude] + (Will Smith) I can't stop, get out, I don't need this hate around me All yo' negativity might drown me I just try to go hard, doin my job Stop! Get out, the whole world love cause I do what I do And I don't like the energy comin from you Tryin to play me soft, wave 'em off (I just)
[Chorus] + (Will Smith) Wave 'em off, yeahhh (I ain't concerned wit'cha hatin, that don't slow down my paper makin) Wave 'em off, yeahhh (While the whole world recognize) (You lookin at me with them crooked eyes) Wave 'em off, yeahhh (Love me I paved the way) (Boys, we can't behave this way, c'mon) Wave 'em off, yeahhh (And while the whole world recognize) (You lookin at me with them crooked eyes)
[Verse Two: Will Smith] Comin of age, I invaded nations On stage I seen Haitian or Asian faces No vacations just more locations I go places so chasin my vocation So demonstratin the way to be patient With life's test, through my IRS situation My guess is my dedication don't faze ya A public sensation, in private you hatin, why? That's so last year, that's so not sexy But I shall not let the hate stress me I got bigger fish to fry I can stand on my wallet probably kiss the sky When, I close my eyes, I wish that I Could change how you get pissed when I Do things you can't deny Truth is, great do need hate to survive, so I
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Will Smith] Block 'em out, ignore em, wave 'em off Don't pay these jokers no mind, wave 'em off They just all mad cause they in the coat section Of the hate train and they can't get off Still flamin boys, stayin clear of the hatin Is the best defense, tryin to X-C excellence Same way hope come with fear Yo greatness lives here, then hateness lives here Trust
[Willow:] Daddy can you tell me a story? [Will:] Oh you wanna hear a story? What kind of story you wanna hear baby? [Willow:] A scary story
Oh, ok Once upon a time there was a kid who wanted nothin' more than to rhyme Almost like he was born in the rhyme He thought of his rhymes almost all of the time And he fought with his mom His school getting caught with his rhyme book And he knew he shouldn't of took it there in the first place At least he shouldn't of been sittin lookin there in her face with it Teacher told him get it out of her class Wicked witch, trick told him that's probably why you won't pass Now if you shy you won't last but you're new So underneath his breath before he left he said I'm a be richer then you What you say? She said What you mean? He said Boy don't you play, she said What you mean? He said. Damnit Ten minutes later standin up in the principles office Getting handed the phone clammed up cause his father was talking And he was pissed he wasn't listening to his son You testing me? You messin up again You done boy
[Chorus:] This is just a story about a young man comin up in the rap game A real scary story Went from rags to riches it has goblins in it haters and witches. Uh
[Chorus]
First thing he did was find somebody to give him some money He wasn't stupid but wasn't using his senses honey The guy's he meant was a little shady, a little funny But they gave him the money so they played the record company It sounds silly but when he grew up in Philly rhymin wasn't what it is today Deals wasn't a dime a dozen Today every sister, uncle, or mom or cousin gotta record deal But for real it wasn't like that then As you could imagine when he started risin to fame and fortune he was Havin Started antagonizing the guy's he was with At the same time he started realizing The deal he got from them guys in his eyes didn't fly with size of his hits He called a meeting to find a solution He said I'm gettin beat out of my loot And I'm not recording no more until we find a solution The dude's said we found a solution its this .44 He ran for the door a little shaken But the next day he found a lawyer, told him the situation He said I'm breakin this contract for ya He said how much the lawyer said I'm a charge you a quarter cause I like you Just do me a favor Get your life in order
[Will Smith:] Ladies and gentlemen Thank you very much for comin out this evening Yeah, thank you thank you Please, take the dancefloor, uh I would like to welcome you, to the Switch, remix Now all you got to do is let your body move And just - woo!
[Verse One: Will Smith] Vibe to vibe a second This a club girl, why you arrived naked? Hear that, how the veteran glide the record But don't download, go out and buy the record Switch - uhh, somethin sexy 'bout her Girl on the floor, all her friends around her I mean real clean, ain't gotta touch or nuttin It ain't like I like a chick on chick or sum'n I'm just a sucker for a hot track Gimme a drink and a chick to tell "Stop that" Dance is a hop then a clap, flip it 'round Now bring it on back, break it down - now switch
[Chorus: Robin Thicke] I don't want nobody sittin on the wall If you didn't come to dance then why'd you come at all Here's your chance (here's your chance) take my hand (take my hand) Do that dance, girl, now switch
[Verse Two: Will Smith] Uh - I got a question, I need to ask somebody Why is it that when y'all see me at the party Y'all be looking like "Ooh, he a movie star He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with e'rybody" But oh wait, whoa y'all forgettin When I was, amateur spittin before the scripts were written First one in, last one out the club Burstin in, passin out in the club Back at it, this cat is the wit and the charm Taking you higher like a syringe hittin ya arm Bringing the fire, making you binge, ring the alarm Let me see you clap and spin, baby come on - switch!
[Chorus]
[Robin Thicke] + (Will Smith) I don't want to see you standin When you look as fine as you (to the left one time girl) I don't want to see you standin When you look as fine as you (yo, to the back one time girl) I don't want to see you standin When you looks as fine as you (to the right one time girl) I don't want to see you standin, girl Look so fine as you (slide it up front, slide it up front) {left, right, East, West, up, down, North, South} (Robin Thicke) {left, right, East, West, up, down, North, South} (Big Will, yo) Look so fine as you babe
[Verse Three: Will Smith] Keep switchin whether you in your car or your kitchen Switchin hittin like it's a brand new dancin religion Chance collision with Robin Thicke advancin my mission Dance envisioned by my man All Money, keep switchin
[Chorus 2x]
[Will Smith:] Ha ha, Big Will Thank y'all very much for comin out this evenin The love that I feel, in this room, is beyond, compare
Intro: Will Smith] (Elephant Man) (Scoobay!!!!) Yo mic check mic check (Mic check) Yeah here we go, nah, he, he over there (I'm over here) Y'all heard he got that hot new thing (So you heard huh?) It's called switch, switch (*Let's get it goin)
[Chorus: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Yuh jiggy body, yuh jiggy body a weddy weddy weddy) Turn around now!!! (*Aiyyo Elephant Man, Big Will, Ladies!!!! tek di dancefloor now!)
[Verse One: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) Vibe to vibe a second This a club girl, why you arrived naked? Hear that, how the veteran glide the record But don't download, go out and buy the record (*Everybody dance and switch) Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) Uhh, somethin sexy 'bout her Girl on the floor, all her friends around her I mean real clean, ain't gotta touch or nuttin It ain't like I like a chick on chick or sum'n (*Everybody dance and switch) I'm just a sucker for a hot track Gimme a drink and a chick to tell "Stop that" Dance is a hop then a clap, flip it 'round Now bring it on back, break it down - now switch (*Everybody dance and switch)
[Chorus: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Give dem di dance now, buss di dance now everybody dance and switch) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Give dem didance now,buss di dance now, a weddy weddy, everybody dance and switch) (**Oooh la la la!!!) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Yuh jiggy body, yuh jiggy body, a weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy) Turn around now! (*Elephant Man, Big Will, Scoobay!!!! Everybody dance and switch)
[Verse Two: Elephant Man] Gal mi love di way yuh shake yuh booty When yuh dip it then yuh get jiggy wid it (Everybody dance and switch) Start propellah ova yuh head rockaway like Ele and Big Will fi hit (Everybody dance and switch) Do di summer bounce and then wiggle yuh hips Fan dem off like Jada Pinkett (Everybody dance and switch) Step in di name of love inna di club Watch how di girls dem a do shankle dip, CLEAR!!!!
[Chorus: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) (**Background Singers) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Give dem di dance now, buss di dance now everybody dance and switch) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Give dem didance now,buss di dance now, a weddy weddy, everybody dance and switch) (**Oooh la la la!) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Yuh jiggy body, yuh jiggy body, a weddy weddy weddy weddy weddy) Turn around now! (*Elephant Man, Big Will, Scoobay!!!! Everybody dance and switch)
[Verse Three: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) Uh - I got a question, I need to ask somebody Why is it that when y'all see me at the party Y'all be looking like "Ooh, he a movie star He ain't supposed to be out on the floor with e'rybody" (*Everybody dance and switch)
[Verse Four: Elephant Man] A who seh movie stars caan dance fan dem off, we nah give dem a chance (Yo mi have to live my life) Tek it to dem in advance (A yuh now a seh jiggy) And mek di whole world a dance
[Verse Five: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) But oh wait, whoa y'all forgettin When I was, amateur spittin before the scripts were written First one in, last one out the club Burstin in, passin out in the club Back at it, this cat is the wit and the charm Taking you higher like a syringe hittin ya arm Bringing the fire, making you binge, ring the alarm Let me see you clap and spin, baby come on (*Everybody dance and switch)
[Chorus: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) (**Background Singers] Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (**Oooh la la la) (*Everybody dance and switch) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Buss di dance now, buss di dance now) (*Ladies!!!!! tek di dancefloor now!)
[Bridge: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) It ain't really that hard to do and (*Uh huh!) I ain't tryin to be in love with you and (*Come on!) All I wanted was a moment or two and (*Yep!) See if you can do that, switcheroo and (*Yuh Jiggy body!) Shut your mouth fool get your crew and (*Yep!) The thick body and the rear one too and (*Check it out) I be right here waitin on you to, see if y'all can do that, switcheroo (*Everybody dance and switch) Heyyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Change it up, switch it up) That's what I'm talkin bout (Do that there ma) Yeah that's what I'm talkin bout (Do that there ma) Yeah that's what I'm talkin bout (Do that there ma) (*Everybody dance and switch) Yeah that's what I'm talkin bout (*Switch it up switch it up)
[Outro: Will Smith] (*Elephant Man) (**Background Sngers) Heyyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) Turn it over and! (*Dance and switch) Turn around now! Heyyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Yeah up in the club, up in the club) (**Oooh la la la) (*Come on!) Heyyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) Turn it over and! (*Were doin this for the kids, the teenages) Turn around now! (*The elder folks, step in the name of love and switch, everybody dance and switch) (**Oooh la la la) Heyyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Good to go, yep, Elephant Man) (*Doin this with my friend Deja Vu, you know it is who) ( **Oooh la la la) (*Everybody dance and switch) Heyyyyyy!!!!!! (Heyyyyyy!!!!!!) (*Give dem di dance now, buss di dance now) Turn around now! (*Turn around now) Turn it over and! (*I think you should switch it up) ( **Oooh la la la) (*Yep!)
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