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"Block Party"
(feat. Tra-Knox)

[Verse 1]
Yo, yo forget the club
Today we play in the block
It's goin' down and it's blazzin' hot
Jeff pop the new CD turn tables joints
You just got to get the amps from Boogie
Get the van from Rock and then
Call up Ishcabibble's, Jim's and Pat's
And tell 'em we need cheese steaks for like, 300 cats
And yo, make sure it's hot or else I'm sendin' 'em back
And get my mic right
If I get hyped, I might rap
Then take the speakers find a good spot
Subs on the bottom, tweeters up top
Yo, you know where little John lives on the corner
The extension cord'll run perfectly to his crib
And then tell Officer Mike to barricade the block
Regardless what car you got, leave it up top
You wanna come, you got to come on your feet
Ain't nothin' like havin' a party
When it's out in the street, come on

[Chorus- Tra-Knox]
Nine o'clock I'ma call my crew
And ten o'clock we gonna roll on through
I don't know what you gon do
But whatever you do, hit the block party tonight

All the ladies rollin' up with friends
And don't be late or you wont get in
Our party's packed from begining to end
Everybody tell a friend that the block party's tonight

[Verse 2]
It's ain't nothin' like
Havin' a party on the block
When everybody know everybody on the block
And everybody on the block
Come to the party on the block
And when the sun drop, (we don't stop)
Funny how fast they travel the word
A dozen divas from North Philly drove in when they heard
That it's a block party down in West Philly
Come block party with Jeff and Big Willy
Stand back, everybody come to see the man rap
Jeff got it... jam packed
Everybody, hands in the air
(Just get your hands in the air!)
Yo Philly! (dat's where the party's at!)
Uuh, D.C. y'all! (dat's where the party's at!)
A-T-L (dat's where the party's at!)
West side! (dat's where the party's at!)
Mid-west y'all (dat's where the party's at!)
Dirty South now (dat's where the party's at!)
Yo, I can't hear y'all! (dat's where the party's at!)
Where ever we at! (dat's where the party's at!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Yo, yo and when the sun drop
Back in Philly that don't mean that the fun stop
All it mean is that it's time to turn the lights on
All day long I been plottin' on this nice john
It's ten o'clock now Jeff is tryin' to hype me
Will the Fresh Prince come up to the mic please?
Hear the crowd cheer, broguht a little smile out
Mic check, one, two- I'm 'bout to wild out
I know he's old, but
Mabye it's a slight chance
I could get my brother hype
Make him break dance- ha, maybe not
Lemme get the crowd jumpin'
Let me him 'em with the brand new funk or somethin'
I'm like Rob Base- I wanna rock right now
Y'all know who run the block right now
All we need is a mic and a beat
And a couple of speakers
And some turn tables out in the street, come on!

[Chorus]
 
"Give Me Tonite"
(feat. Tra-Knox)

[Verse 1 (Will Smith)]
Uh, check, check
Yo, yo, yo
Across the room shared a little gaze with me
Crazy mama how your scent played with me
Eyes never hiding your heart angelic looking
Faking disinterest but I can tell you're looking
Face to face her eye to eye stance with me
Didn't even say nothing I felt you wanna dance with me
You push me back a little when I kissed your hand
Said you was attracted to me truly but you had a man
I put my finger up (Shhh) don't say nothing
He ain't here is he? We can play or something
He at the crib oh, I see you live with him
What you gone get married to him and have some kids with him
Us could be just a weekend thing
just a weekday thing, just a thing ma
Look we can have everything else
But for tonite let me have you for myself
Girl holla at me

[Chorus (Tra-Knox)]
You can have the rest of your life
Give me tonite
You can have the rest of your life
Give me tonite
You can have the rest of your life
Just give me tonite
You can have the rest of your life
Just give me tonite, give me tonite

[Verse 2 (Will Smith)]
Whoop! Whoop!
Big Will coming through like
Whoop! Whoop!
Tra-Knox coming through with
Whoop! Whoop!
East girls off the hook ain't they
Right, right
[Tra-Knox]
Baby girl
You know exactly what I want
No I'm not tryna replace your man
I just want one night to you all over
Baby girl
This our secret rondevue
Look in my eyes I'm telling you
All I'm tryna do is change your view
For a moment or two
Baby girl
I don't wanna break up your happy home
Baby I don't wanna be alone
So let me jump in the zone
Can't you feel the Jones

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 (Will Smith)]
Thinking of living your life as a hundred yards long
Give me a quarter-inch thats all I'm asking
Do the math I'm the sun you the earth
Its U-N-I-verse and its the worst
Cuz I thirst to tape connect her
I know you got a life momma
Trust me I don't wanna bring your life drama
I can barely hear my think slide with me
Dip out the side door take a ride with me
Let me hear about (Uh)
What you think about (Uh)
What you need to do (Uh)
The things you dream about (Whoo)
Your Body with me but I know where your heart's at
[Phone rings] Let it ring ma call him back
Wishing I could stop the clock to make it last with you
Am I gon' be at home alone with a glass slipper
Is it a sin to pretend with another fella
Midnight the story ends like Cinderella

[Chorus X2]
 
"I Gotta Go Home"

Ten days I'm in Jamaica workin'
Ain't had a chance to get out and do to much than nothin' else but workin'
It's killin' me
Ain't had a chance to get that chicky jerkin'
Responsibility taste the victory but desire lerkin'
I been recording right and rappin' and ryming
Notin' but heat ain't even had a chance to see the island
I need dat'
Me and the team we got a dream a' comin'
The spot we heard about through her mouth
This club of silam
Let's finish up
Then like a breeze off the sea's
When you arrive at the party
Host this
She Desserie flirtin' heavily with me
Got me thinkin' things I really probably shouldn't be
Evertime she move she look at me

[Chorus]
Girl stop shaking
You got my will breaking
Lovin' Jamaica but I gotta go home
I got my girl waitin'
I'm spos' to land at eight and
If I'm not there then I can't go home
Ma you got me bakin'
I'm bout' to make a mistakin'
I'm bout' to ask you to take me home
Please stop shaking
You got my will breakin'
Lovin Jamaica but I gotta go home

(Everytime she moves)
I don't know how to act
Came to get my groove on
Not to get my groove back
Her eyes deep enough to swim in
She grinnin'
Her innersence inpire thoughts of sinnin'
Crazy right?
She got a - flower so long she smilin'
Her shakin' makin' Jamaica seem like temptation island
I'm wilin'
Cause' man she hot
What I'm gonna do?
Feelin' like the moment of truth
Fakin' my concience
Lovin the mood
What's a brother to do?
Makin' me think Desserie a Jamaican queen
Makin' me hatin' to leave cause' the shakin' is mean
Windin' hips
Got me growin' fond of this islandness but I'm manganese
So far y'all

Girl stop shaking
You got my will breaking
Lovin' Jamaica but I gotta go home
I got my girl waitin'
I'm spos' to land at eight and
If I'm not there then I can't go home
Ma you got me bakin'
I'm bout' to make a mistakin'
I'm bout' to ask you to take me home
Please stop shaking
You got my will breakin'
Lovin Jamaica but I gotta go home

(Could it be that she's lookin' at me)
(Sendin' messages sweat Desserie)
(Try na' get away cause she was meant for me)
(Oh no I'm tryin' to get home)
(Tell me what else is a man's to do)
(When temptation is comin' at you)
(I love my girl but I see something new)
(Oh no I gotta get home)

If I want you so
Me want you so
(I may never want to go home)
If I want you so
Me want you so
(I may never want to go home)
If I want you so
Me want you so
(I may never want to go home)
If I want you so
Me want you so
(I may never want to go home

Girl stop shaking
You got my will breaking
Lovin' Jamaica but I gotta go home
I got my girl waitin'
I'm spos' to land at eight and
If I'm not there then I can't go home
Ma you got me bakin'
I'm bout' to make a mistakin'
I'm bout' to ask you to take me home
Please stop shaking
You got my will breakin'
Lovin Jamaica but I gotta go home

If I want you so
Me want you so
(I may never want to go home)
[Repeat 6x]
 
"Maybe"
(feat. Tra-Knox)

[Tra-Knox]
Ooooooooo- gotta know ya
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
All right fellas- let's do it

[Verse 1]
Yo ma, we got this thing right? (Thing right)
It's like, makin' me think like (Think like)
It's like fillin' my heart up
Not makin' me hazy, just
Fillin' my mind up with all of these maybes
I'm trying to figure exactly the thing
It's like, got me wreckin' my brain
It's like, tryin' to put words to a smile (Smile, smile)
But like, trying to figure out, forget it- look
It's really kinda hard to explain
How ya smile been burnt in my brain (Oh ya)
And how ya purfume sing a sexy song to my nose
And how ya finger tips gentle like the petales of roses
Maybe it's the way you comb your hair (Comb your hair)
Or maybe it's them stylish cloths you wear (Style you wear)
Or maybe it's them little things you do
Or maybe it's just you (Maybe just you)

[Chorus]
Maybe it's your attitude (Attitude)
Maybe it's your point of veiw (Point of veiw)
Mabye it's the time we spend together (Together)
Mabye we could do this thing forever
Mabye it's your soldier ways (Soldier ways)
Mabye it's golden gaze (Golden gaze)
Maybe it's the way we blend together (Together)
Maybe we should do this thing forever

[Verse 2]
Remember we met with shakin' T-shirt that first night?
That was the worst night, right?
Well, I mean, we had fun and all, ya, that's true
But you had somebody else and I did too
So it felt like karma and fate had formed a team
To keep me from the girl of my dreams
But in the end, I made friends with hope and destiny
And then, well, the rest is history
But yo, it wasn't easy though, trust
I mean, tryin' to turn you and me into us
You my hommie, my lover, my best friend
The White House to the ghetto
You blend right in and I dig that
I could never imagine this passion I feel
I mean, couldn't imagine it could last what I feel
But if somebody do something to you?
Shoooot, girl I might just.....

[Chorus]

[Tra-Knox]
I must tell you how I love you
Mabye your my soul-mate
Maybe my best friend
You made me and molded me
A better man, yes I can believe in love
Ooo ya ya ya, mabye, mabye, mabye
No, no, no, no
 
"Nod Ya Head (Remix)"
(feat. Christina Vidal / TrA-Knox)

[Will Smith]
We come to make it hot for you (woo)

[Christina Vidal (chorus)]
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (nod ya head)

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

[Will Smith]
I am the man in black
I'm back
Breakin' the back of the random attackers
So can the flack.
Yo, I'm dangerous
I've been trained to bust
when the strange of us try to endanger us.
Praise me me ya'll
Don't nothin' phase me ya'll
When they see me they gaze be all crazy , ya'll
They say I'm a myth
trust me when if somebody rip
Out of the depths of your imagination so here's Will Smith.

Black suit, the black shades
the black shoes, black tie with the black attitude
New style black ray-bans, I'm stunnin' man.
New hot in this pitch black 600 man.
Don't you understand?
What you thought I wouldn't come again
Leave you hangin' without bringin' you the fun again.
Tanglin' with the alien scum again.
Mind your manners or the black suits runnin' in.

[Chorus]
(nod ya head!) When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (nod ya head)

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

Yo check it, yo.
There's this chick right. Serleena makin' me sick right
Earth is worthless to her she be trippin' like
frettin' that me n' my mens tryin' to get the light.
Thinkin' she's superwomen
but black cryptonite.
Finishin' whatever you start, son
Best lookin' crime fighter since myself in part one.
Better act right, play nice, and sing along.
'Cause Kay is back and he's hype, what?
Bring it on!

We come to make it hot for you (woo)
We come to blow down the block for ya (woo)
Come to crack the street for ya (woo)
Blast the windows out ya Jeep for ya (woo)
we don't wanna hear a peep, baby (woo)
Gotsta recognize the heat, baby (woo)
It's the MIB baby
Got somethin' for all eyes to see, baby

(C-Come on)
(just nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (Come on!)]

(nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

Check it check it.
Yo, Case closed. Erase my foes.
Chased away by the black suits, shades and clothes.
We above the law,
Feds can't touch me, ya'll.
Highly ranked, black blank ID cards.
So disregard what you think you saw.
Put that phone down, now
Who you think you callin', huh?
One little flash then... goodnight dear.
Just open your eyes, hunny; look right here.
Thank you.

Mission completed
I mean it we won't be defeated
You seen it we did it
Even with weapons depeleted
Galaxy defenders don't act like you don't remember
Taking contenders and provin' they only pretenders.
Ladies and Gentleman, boys and girls
The Men is Black is back to protect the world
When the enemy is near the elites is here
So have no fear
just let me see you ..

(nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (nod ya head)

(come on!)

(Nod ya head)When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

Come on!

We come to make it hot for you (woo)
We come to blow down the block for ya (woo)
Come to crack the street for ya (woo)
Blast the windows out ya Jeep for ya (woo)
We don't wanna hear a peep, baby (woo)
Gotsta recognize the heat, baby (woo)
It's the MIB baby (woo)
Got somethin' for all eyes to see, baby (woo!)
 
"Nod Ya Head (Remix)"
(feat. Christina Vidal / TrA-Knox)

[Will Smith]
We come to make it hot for you (woo)

[Christina Vidal (chorus)]
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (nod ya head)

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

[Will Smith]
I am the man in black
I'm back
Breakin' the back of the random attackers
So can the flack.
Yo, I'm dangerous
I've been trained to bust
when the strange of us try to endanger us.
Praise me me ya'll
Don't nothin' phase me ya'll
When they see me they gaze be all crazy , ya'll
They say I'm a myth
trust me when if somebody rip
Out of the depths of your imagination so here's Will Smith.

Black suit, the black shades
the black shoes, black tie with the black attitude
New style black ray-bans, I'm stunnin' man.
New hot in this pitch black 600 man.
Don't you understand?
What you thought I wouldn't come again
Leave you hangin' without bringin' you the fun again.
Tanglin' with the alien scum again.
Mind your manners or the black suits runnin' in.

[Chorus]
(nod ya head!) When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (nod ya head)

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

Yo check it, yo.
There's this chick right. Serleena makin' me sick right
Earth is worthless to her she be trippin' like
frettin' that me n' my mens tryin' to get the light.
Thinkin' she's superwomen
but black cryptonite.
Finishin' whatever you start, son
Best lookin' crime fighter since myself in part one.
Better act right, play nice, and sing along.
'Cause Kay is back and he's hype, what?
Bring it on!

We come to make it hot for you (woo)
We come to blow down the block for ya (woo)
Come to crack the street for ya (woo)
Blast the windows out ya Jeep for ya (woo)
we don't wanna hear a peep, baby (woo)
Gotsta recognize the heat, baby (woo)
It's the MIB baby
Got somethin' for all eyes to see, baby

(C-Come on)
(just nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (Come on!)]

(nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

Check it check it.
Yo, Case closed. Erase my foes.
Chased away by the black suits, shades and clothes.
We above the law,
Feds can't touch me, ya'll.
Highly ranked, black blank ID cards.
So disregard what you think you saw.
Put that phone down, now
Who you think you callin', huh?
One little flash then... goodnight dear.
Just open your eyes, hunny; look right here.
Thank you.

Mission completed
I mean it we won't be defeated
You seen it we did it
Even with weapons depeleted
Galaxy defenders don't act like you don't remember
Taking contenders and provin' they only pretenders.
Ladies and Gentleman, boys and girls
The Men is Black is back to protect the world
When the enemy is near the elites is here
So have no fear
just let me see you ..

(nod ya head)
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me (nod ya head)

(come on!)

(Nod ya head)When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here; go crazy (let me see you nod ya head)
The way your bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me
So get up out ya seat
Come on and nod ya head with me

Come on!

We come to make it hot for you (woo)
We come to blow down the block for ya (woo)
Come to crack the street for ya (woo)
Blast the windows out ya Jeep for ya (woo)
We don't wanna hear a peep, baby (woo)
Gotsta recognize the heat, baby (woo)
It's the MIB baby (woo)
Got somethin' for all eyes to see, baby (woo!)
 
"Nothin' On My Mind"
(feat. Tra-Knox)

[Chorus - Tra Knox - singing]
Nothin's on my mind - [16X]

[Verse 1 - Will Smith]
Today I'm goin' freestyle
And everythin' is gonna be about me now
And I ain't doin' nothin', I'm gonna cool out
A little somethin' bumpin', but not too loud
Nothin' jumpin'
I'm gonna get my golf clubs
Or call me a masseuse, and get me a soft rub
Or noddin' with a mimosa, in my hot tub
Or two-way momma me, let's go and get a nice scrub
Yeah maybe that, or maybe I could swim some
Or rollin' in my Bentley, follow my rims some
Where? Yo, I don't know, care if none of my friends come
A hat and shades go out and try to blend some, yeah right
Days off is hard to come by
Especially for Hollywood's number one guy
So let me get to movin', while the sun is high
My cell is off, two-way is off
It's yearly crazy, today is gravy

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Will Smith]
Half awake and half asleep
As I watch the sun, it slightly moved a little past its peak
And I feel like Tom Hanks but it's perfect, I'm a "Cast Away"
Agenda full of nothin' but stuff to pass today
My sister asked me to cook somethin'
But that would fall into the category of doin' somethin'
And I done already said to ya'll that I ain't doin' nothin'
So let me say it again to be clea,r I ain't doin' nothin'
Hmm, phew, a breather
I meant what I meant, when I said, when I said it's all leisure
Neither, chart toppin' crowd pleaser
Phone rang Jada said, "Uhh he's uhh," I ain't home, so turn that phone off
Come and sit on my lap, and take a load off
And lay down into my arms, and we could doze off
To work as much as I work, I must be thrown off, what a day

[Chorus]

[Tra-Knox]
Yo, yo, yo, mic check, mic check
Ah, that's cool

[Will Smith]
That's hot right

[Tra-Knox]
Yeah, alright I'm gonna do the umm

[Will Smith]
Hey Ramon help me out dog

[Tra-Knox]
This is hot

[Will Smith]
Yo chief, yo Tone, come on

[Chorus]
Nothin's on my mind - [25X]
 
"Here He Comes"

[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!!!
 
"Party Starter"

[CHORUS]
Git on the floor!!!!! Whoa! I'm the Party Starter,
You might have a good time but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to play my song
& we could dance all night to the early mornin'

Oh! I'm the Party Starter,
You might have a good time but we party harder
So, tell the DJ to play my song
& we could dance all night to the early mornin'
Dance, an aphrodisiac
Women gyrating, simulating sensual acts
To stimulating musical tracks
I thought I was just gon' come out tonight & get a brew & relax
But no! Uh uh, when you're the party starter
It's like you're on call, you're what the doctor ordered
It's like you gotta block the border to the door
& shock em when it's boring....
GIT ON THE FLOOR!!
Ughh, it's the groovicide bomber, mic in my vest
Tight, strapped to my chest
Like, I'ma run up in the party hollerin'
& be like "Ohhh!", fulfillin' my callin'
Big! (Big), Will! (Will), that's my name, whoop!
Writin' rhymes, that's my game, whoop!
Ask me again and I'll tell you the same, whoop!
Just write ya number down right next to ya name, girl

[CHORUS]

He was raised in the days when the roof was raised
Every rap occasion, new & amazing
The back of the stage amazed and gazin'
Prayin for the day they would one day praise him
Studied the ways of the game & made it
Came through the maze & the haze & played it perfect
Days any person hated & cursed him, he was unfazed
He waited, it was worth it, he never retaliated
He saved it, slavin', on the road blazin'
Days when he was low, nothin' could raise him
He came to the show & somethin' uncaged in him
Like the pope, but its 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!!

[CHORUS (2x)]

I call for the days of the unadulterated
When the artistry was cultivated
You know, back when rap was smart and multilayered
We could rap without A&Rs& ultimatums (damn)
Now today I could say I long for the 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 the mind a vittle
Food for thought or dumb the rhyme a little
But Will "if you come to high that'll alienate folks & they won't buy
it"(yo),
Look, people getting trapped in the track
& they be clappin', even when the rappin' is wack
Yo, what happened, when did we get happy wit that?
He's old-fashioned (yup), but let's be happy he's back
(Ya heard me!)

[CHORUS (2x)]
 
"Switch"

Switch
Alright ready
Come on man, this is what I do
Yo mic check, mic check, yeah here you go
Nah, he over here
Yeah, I heard he got that hot new thing
It's called "Switch" (switch)
Let's get it going

[chorus]
Hey switch, turn it over and hit it
Turn around, now switch
Turn it over and hit it

Hey, 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
Hey, 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]

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, "Ooh, 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 your Benz ring the alarm
Let me see you clap, spin baby, come on
Switch

[chorus]

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 aint 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

Hey, hey

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

[chorus]
 
"Mr. Niceguy"

[INTRO CHORUS]

HE'S A NICE GUY
how ya doing
HE'S A NICE GUY
Good to see you
HE'S A NICE GUY
How ya momma and them

[VERSE 1]
Mr. Niceguy 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 did it bother him (yup)
But he classy Big Will just get another 20 mil
And walk right pass E.
I'm gonna nice guy why you all harassing me, huh
On the radio they be over exaggerating
So blahzay with they lies
They be aggravating me, agitating me
But they waiting and hating me
They be making me crazy but I be taking it patiently
People be messing with me testing me F.ing wit me
I wanna send a message to them
Teach em a lesson quickly
Publicly addressing me, disrespecting me heavily
They better be lucky the way my blessings effected me
But aaaaaaaaaaaaah, Calm down Willy
You don't wanna go drop the bomb now Willy
Keep a nice flow for your mom down in Philly
On the news you go if you blow and act silly, you know

[CHORUS]
HE'S A NICE GUY
(how you doing)
HE'S A NICE GUY
(good to see you)
HE'S A NICE GUY
Sometimes you all mistake nice for soft
So before I go off I just
RA RA RA RA RA RA RA RA

[VERSE 2]
Will's so nice I'd let him date my daughter
Like he was a white guy
He's not like the rest, he's a private flight guy
Why if I were gay on Friday night I'd
Larry Elder (uncle Tom)
You lucky I didn't make you the whole damn rhyme
Wendy Williams, you don't know me
I'm not your punching bag
You gonna blow me up girl you better leave me alone
Before I buy your radio station and send you home
Yo this is a warning shot over the bawl
Truth be told this ain't my style
You gotta understand some stuff a man can't allow
You better chill before you climb a tree you can't get down

[B SECTION]
OK, 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

[CHORUS 2X]
 
"Ms. Holy Roller"

[INTRO]
Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2.. this is dedicated to an old friend of mine, Michelle...

[CHORUS]
Ms. Holy Roller, new angel, got ya Bible out shoutin' and you're ringing a bell
mid-life, reborn, can't wait to tell, if I don't believe what you believe,
I'm going to hell...
I've been down with Jesus since Sunday school & Easter speeches
The Bible was survival, that's what my grandma would teach us
Since I was 5, I've been dying and trying to read it When I did 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 in speeches
Seemed to flow out your mouth with the hype of a preacher
Took your whole life to reach you, now I'm a trifling creature

[CHORUS]

Come on, if I die right this second, I reckon that God would simply check
into my life & times, dissecting my rhymes, he'll see how I've been leading his troops
You can't do dirt your whole life then say "oops'!

[BRIDGE]
Now where was Jesus, when you life then you was cheatin', when you was deceiving me?
Where was Jesus when you greedy, your lawyers was bleeding me?
Where was Jesus when every weekend, a new man living with you?
Oh, wait he was with me, trying to keep me from killing you!
Now, where was Jesus when you was lying & you was betraying me?
When I was trying to make it, you was hatin' delayin' me, huh?
Where was Jesus when the ice was thrilling you,
Oh, he was he with me trying to keep me from killing you!
If I ain't know Jesus, ain't no telling where I would be
It's been nights I felt like feces; I needed to fight to release it
I'm in the limelight, it's hot & the heat is ceaseless,
Holding my tongue while little bums cut me to pieces
The only reason's cause I studied the life of Jesus &
Venting with my pen, intending to write & release it
But when an ex-friend would slight me or slam me with venom
I hate it, I can't stand it, damned, I really resent it
I always strive to be righteous, my version of God
The reason why I never write verses with curses inside
The reason I never purposely hurt persons,
I've applied many teaching of God,
Searching the reaches of God
Pondered the mysteries of why you be dissing me,
I adore you all I hope for you is freedom from misery
You made mistakes & blunders, you breaking from under
But yo, If I'm going to hell, it's making me wonder.

[BRIDGE]

The greatest atrocities ever committed on this planet have been in the
name of God
This country was founded by Puritans, for the expressed purpose of
oppression-free worship
Your attitude is the same arrogant, fearful fundamentalism that fueled the
hatred of the Crusades
& the attacks on 9/11.
If we are not allowed to worship God as groups & individuals free from
persecution, in respectful
Tolerance, there's only one outcome...

[CHORUS]
 
"Lost & Found"

[INTRO]
Original - A first form from which varieties arise
An authentic work of art as opposed to an imitation or reproduction

[CHORUS]
Why should I try to sound like ya'll sound
That's what's wrong with the rap game right now
Man, it's like a circus wit a bunch of clowns
Wit a bunch of clicks I'll probably rap circles around

[VERSE 1]
I spit heatrock and I ain't talking rollin
Soon as the beat knock I'm crowd controlling
When I hear ya'll that a awful sound
I don't ride beats I take them off the ground
Land them somewhere show them the town
Even on foreign ground I let them know I'm around
I don't follow everybody when it's time to rap
At one time everybody 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'
Cribs 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
Ya'll looking at a real MC
Man you couldn't check a mic for me

[CHORUS]

Why should I try to sound like ya'll sound
That's what's wrong wit the rap game right now
Why should I try to flow the way ya'll flow
Or do a show like ya'll show
Naw that ain't where my head at now
Ya'll in the hip hop lost and found
Man, that's wrong with the rap game right now
It's like a circus wit a bunch of clowns
Wit a bunch of clicks
I'll probably rap circles around

[VERSE 2]
Let's talk about rhyme capability
Let's talk about hip hop versatility
Let's talk about taking the game beyond
Now how the hell we gon have a battle of wits
Trick you ain't armed
Let's talk about love for the game
I mean real love
Back before there was fame
I'm real wit it
I ain't claiming to reign
But when ya'll talk about rap
Ya'll gon start saying my name
For real though I ain't playin
Plenty of ya'll love a brotha just scared to say it
Yo the first ever rap grammy
Let's talk about the only reason yo ass went to Miami
(Yup) truck wit rims (check) throw back jersey (check)
champagne bottles (check) lot's of models (check)
Damn that's the list for 90 percent of ya'll videos and songs
Am I wrong

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
LOST
When you a slave to the biz
Wit no care for the cost of what you sayin to kids
FOUND
Is when ya lyrics are a test of time
And your mom 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 can change a life
LOST
Is when you hide behind the freedom of speech
While 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 seeds you ruined
FOUND Is ESCO, dead PREZ and them
FOUND Is Lauren Hill
FOUND Is Rakim
FOUND Can be you
If you felt the message and ask yourself this questioin

[CHORUS OUT]
 
"Tell Me Why"

[INTRO] - Why, why, why, why, why. Why

[CHORUS]

I really wish I could explain it baby (why),
It's just the world is kinda crazy baby (why),
Ain't no pretty way to paint it baby (why),
Don't cry, dry your eyes
September 11th, I woke up about 7am, west coast time, French toast and my
Turkey bacon, taking my time, awakin', turning my TV on
To my surprise, saw what everybody in the world saw
Me & 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 & prayed
For the one's who died in the World Trade
His palms to God, seeds and 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)

[CHORUS - (2x)]

[BRIDGE - Mary J. Blige:]
Mmmmm, souls are captured
Dreams are stolen, hearts are broken
Evil blatantly rewarded
Hate surrenders, Love exalted
Hope elated, negativity is shorted
Why is the bomb always getting the last word
& why did her uncle have to molest her
& why did all them cops have to be shootin' to kill
& why did all them priests have to act so ill
Tell me why did James Byrd Jr. have to be touched
Tell me why did Malcolm & Martin depart from us
Tell me why did that sniper make the little boy shoot
& why does 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
& why the f*@k can't love seem to defeat hate
Tell me why is it so hard for all the children to eat
Why did Pac & 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 to my kids when they say 'Why?'

[CHORUS - (2x)]

[VERSE 3]
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 & still it be driving you crazy
But for me I try to see the bright side
Sometimes it'd be like the goodness be tryin' to hide
Then try to flee, but it can't it's deep inside
Sweetie, you be the light for the others, make 'em believe in God

[BRIDGE - Mary J. Blige:]
 
"I Wish I Made That / Swagga"

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 back
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]

[Intro - 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]
 
"Pump Ya Brakes"

All this excess stress I can't take it
Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid
Why you gotta be all up in her face kid?
The ABS will get you numbers & the name kid
I mean really, houndin' ol' girl, was that really necessary
See your itinerary is all off
You need to be hauled off
She start flippin', she ain't trippin' it's your loss.
This is a simple case of an anti-brake pumper
You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper
That mighta got you a couple of numbers when you were younger
But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper
Be a gentleman& try to be gentle man
The essence of stimulation mental man
But if your acting like you just got out the kennel man
Put your foot on the pedal & pump

[CHORUS - SNOOP DOGG]

If your girl's in ya face & she's outta place
What you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKES
If you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hard
What you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES
Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown
What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES
If you're offended by this record, then you know that's you
What you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKES
Outside the restaurant Girl sees Boy, Girl likes Boy
Girl meets Boy, Boy doesn't know that Girl thinks he's fly
Boy's a nice guy, so Boy says 'Hi'
Boy's Girlfriend returns from going to park
She sees them together this ignites a spark
Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark
Now this is where the pumpin' of the brakes should start
Girlfriend thinks that something's going on
Girl tells Girlfriend nothings going on
Boy's in the middle of the commotion beginning
Girlfriend's mad cause Boy keeps grinning
Now, why is he grinning but that's beside the point
Girlfriend should chill before they roll up in the joint
Jumping to conclusions gets you no where honey
Pump ya brakes or be a crash test dummy
Dummy

[CHORUS]

[SNOOP DOGG VERSE:]
Rule #1, is just like #2 the who do's and what nots & what you should dizz-oo
No loud talking, no back talking, If you do either, believe it, you're
back walking
I hate to sound rude but then again, I have to
My rap thang 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 got to
I got a question to ask you, would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let em
smash you
If I was you & you was I, would you keep it G or would you stay fly
If you was rich in a ditch, living low, would you push the button,
Keep it cuttin' or would you just let it go
Calm down little homey & know what your dealing with before you run up on me

[CHORUS]
 
"Pump Ya Brakes"

All this excess stress I can't take it
Slow that thing down, pump ya brakes kid
Why you gotta be all up in her face kid?
The ABS will get you numbers & the name kid
I mean really, houndin' ol' girl, was that really necessary
See your itinerary is all off
You need to be hauled off
She start flippin', she ain't trippin' it's your loss.
This is a simple case of an anti-brake pumper
You don't have to talk to women bumper to bumper
That mighta got you a couple of numbers when you were younger
But dude switch your whole approach, that ain't proper
Be a gentleman& try to be gentle man
The essence of stimulation mental man
But if your acting like you just got out the kennel man
Put your foot on the pedal & pump

[CHORUS - SNOOP DOGG]

If your girl's in ya face & she's outta place
What you need to tell her is... PUMP YA BRAKES
If you're out with your girls & he's pressin' you hard
What you need to tell him is...PUMP YA BRAKES
Now if you're underage & you're actin' all grown
What you need to do is PUMP YA BRAKES
If you're offended by this record, then you know that's you
What you need to do is...PUMP YA BRAKES
Outside the restaurant Girl sees Boy, Girl likes Boy
Girl meets Boy, Boy doesn't know that Girl thinks he's fly
Boy's a nice guy, so Boy says 'Hi'
Boy's Girlfriend returns from going to park
She sees them together this ignites a spark
Boy's girlfriend has a real loud bark
Now this is where the pumpin' of the brakes should start
Girlfriend thinks that something's going on
Girl tells Girlfriend nothings going on
Boy's in the middle of the commotion beginning
Girlfriend's mad cause Boy keeps grinning
Now, why is he grinning but that's beside the point
Girlfriend should chill before they roll up in the joint
Jumping to conclusions gets you no where honey
Pump ya brakes or be a crash test dummy
Dummy

[CHORUS]

[SNOOP DOGG VERSE:]
Rule #1, is just like #2 the who do's and what nots & what you should dizz-oo
No loud talking, no back talking, If you do either, believe it, you're
back walking
I hate to sound rude but then again, I have to
My rap thang 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 got to
I got a question to ask you, would you fall, stand tall, ball, or let em
smash you
If I was you & you was I, would you keep it G or would you stay fly
If you was rich in a ditch, living low, would you push the button,
Keep it cuttin' or would you just let it go
Calm down little homey & know what your dealing with before you run up on me

[CHORUS]
 
"If U Can't Dance (Slide)"

[INTRO:]

Yo! If you can't dance, it's cool to get up now
Usually, ya'll stand off on the side,
You know you're a little embarrassed or whatever
But this one of those joints for everybody,
So get on up but keep it simple

[CHORUS]

If you can't dance then this is your jam, baby, left to right all night
Slide that's all you gotta do... You can't dance then this is your jam, baby
Left to right all night, slide, that's all you gotta do
Now we all know the boy at the club, all liquored up,
Boy with the bub tryin' to pick 'em up, wack dancing,
'Wooking pa nub', shirt too bright, pants too tight
Boy settle down
Now I ain't just messing with you
I got better things to do
I'm trying 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 & be like, 'Next'!
But you gon' be like, 'hold up Ma' ('Next!')
But she gon' be like, uh huh, ('Next!')
Now looka-here, rule #1, know ya name,
if it ain't Usher, Justin or Hammer, then we can touch ya
Rule #2, never do a dance you can't do, why stupid,
Cause you can't do it

[CHORUS]

So I'm up in my spot in Miami the other night, right
& this Dude's out on the floor OD-ing, just way 'over-dancing'
So his Mommy wanna holla at me
She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willie
She said she watch my TV show & I was very silly
Told her I was from Philly she looked at me said, 'Really?'
& judging 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 was 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 getting' tookin'
My Spidey senses tinglin', I felt somebody lookin'
Now who this brotha lookin', & now he runnin', bookin'
I'm mad I'm like a fisherman, I almost had my hook in
I figured I should get up & quickly clear my head up,
Cause Etta got a man & I'm feelin' kinda set-up
Now Dude was really fed up & 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 for ransom
Yo, Pedro wanna go out side, yo amigo, tranquillo... slide

[CHORUS]

Now rule #3 is easy, please remember that you ain't on "Beat Street"
Sweet feet, you ain't tryin' to win no TV, another dude did a move
No need to out do it
Rule #4, out on the floor, don't be doing moves that don't nobody do no more
Draw too much attention to be adventurous out on the floor
There's a reason that don't nobody do 'em no more, you feel me?
This may be hilarious, but Rule #5 is serious, it's a shame that we have
to discuss
That there's no lip biting or pelvic thrusts
I mean you think that move will 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 & don't put your thing on
her...cool?!

[CHORUS]
 
"Could U Love Me"

Yo, Big Will in the place to be, mic check...mic check..
Would you love me in the shack in a shanty town
Would you love me if my pants was hand me downs, huh?
Yo, yo,
Often times I hear a phrase when I'm out & about
8 to 80, all walks of life be shouting it out
Usually, when its time for a encore I hear it
Or when I did something hot, evoking the spirit
It's weird, its like a double edge sword when ya'll 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, I'd be like damn for real?
In a way it makes me wanna stay strong and moral
But history say I could be gone tomorrow
& though my future looks floral
I feel like I'm hoping for much pain
When people stop shouting my name
& doubting my game & liking others better than me
Writing letters to him instead of to me
A veteran 'B', I know the game, but do me this here,
In your heart be clear before you bless my ear
Come on..

[CHORUS]

Could you love me if I lived in a shanty town
Could you love me if my pants was hanging down
Could you love me if my wrist ain't bling
If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?
Could you love me if my whip wasn't chrome fitted
Would my name be easier to forget it, huh?
Could you love me if wrist ain't bling
If I wasn't on TV & I ain't sing, huh?
I pray before I sit with a pen & a pad
A birth of a thought occurs & it calls me Dad
To the universe an idea released from me
Just a CD, nah man, a piece of me
What you can't see is when you be dancing 'B'
Is I asked you a question, that's how you answer me
So when you don't dance, it be like I'm choking 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, its like you don't like me
Some stuff works, some works not so well
Its like you work so hard, still get hurt like hell
Yo, it could tear you apart
But don't let your wins go to your heard
Your losses go to your heart
& if we ever get the pleasure to meet
Be clever with it, measure what you yell in the street
Come on...

[CHORUS]

Whoo, would you.....
Whoo, could you.....

[CHORUS]
 
"Wave Em Off"

From a distance, you can witness the glow from my entourage
Gravitate towards the ambiance
see me & my men on CNN, then the birth of the inevitable hate begin
cause hate is the chld to greatness
the glue between Neo & the Smiths in the matrix, yin to the yang
It just must be, ask anybody with a Grammy or an MVP

[B SECTION]
I said stop, get out, I don't need this hate around me
All your negativity might drown me I just try to go hard, doing my job
Stop, get out - the whole world loves me cause I do what I do
& I don't like the energy coming from you Trying to play me soft, wave em off

[CHORUS]

(I just wave em off, yeah) I ain't concerned with your hatin' that don't slow down my paper makin
(wave em off, yeah) While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes
(wave em off yeah) Love me, I paved the way, boys we can't behave this way come on
(wave em off, yeah)While the whole world recognize, you looking at me with your crooked eyes
Coming of age I invaded nations, on stage, I seen Haitian & Asian faces
No vacations just more locations, I go places, so chasing my vocation
So demonstrating the way to be patient with life's test, through my IRS situations
My guess is my dedication don't phase 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 could 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]

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 & they can't get off
Still flaming boy, stand clear of the hatin' is the best defense Tryin to exceed excellence
Same way hope comes with fear, yo,
Greatness lives here, then 'hateness' lives here, Trust!

[CHORUS]
 
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