Альбом Will Smith

f/ Tra-Knox

Will:
Ugh, Ugh, I'm comin' (echoes)...
...Watch ya back, I'm comin...
[Man (singing):]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (echoes)...
Will:
Big Will for the Y2K, ugh


Verse One:

Feel the Earth tremble, see the skies turn red
Eclipses, shooting stars, turn ya head
Volcanoes erupted, rage in the sea
Ain't the second coming of Christ
The first coming of me
They say if you damn up the Nile
It would throw off the rotation of the Earth
Well, messing with me is worse
Feel the rain, button up you overcoat
Watch the illadelph bad boy go quote for quote
Well, ya'll want the best, well, I'm right here
You looking for competition, ain't no one there
Ya'll in the stands dissin', kickin' dirt and missin'
My heavenly flow put MC's in hell's kitchen, ugh
And I'm so, I'm so hot, hot, ya'll burnin' up, HOT
I step in, it's like the wedding between Hope and Armaggedon
The Hip Hop Moses to where we headin' y'all

Chorus:
I'm comin', I'm comin,
You can't stop me, you can't stop me,
I'm comin', I'm comin',
Can't hold me back, uh uh,
I'm comin', I'm comin,
You can't stop me, you can't stop me,
I'm comin', I'm comin'...

Verse Two:

When I was born there was a rainbow formed with no sun
Roy G Bid marking the path for the chosen one
An angel, my grandma, told me before she died
Smart folks don't need to put no cursing in they rhymes
So from CD to TV to movies back to rhymin'
My lifestats makes Jordan's six rings look common
Ya'll hate, I retaliate, just by being great
Big Will the enemy of your mental state
With the same rhyme I used to burn your idol in a battle
To screw you into saying, "Look, I don't wanna battle,"
M.I.B., WB mad respect
Black stealthbombarama, radar can't detect that
I'm comin' is what I screamed
as a teen armed with discipline, faith, and a dream
After smoke clears, after life's roller coasters
See who stands putting his mic into his holster, what!

[Chorus]

Batton down the hatches and latch the doors
You wanna try to match my whits with yours
Three hits, I hit you, you hit the floor
This track is the third hit, that's for sure
Beat thick reminiscin' of a bodacelli
I'm like a cheetah huntin' out on the Serengeti
I got my X-ray vision through all in my way
No Plan B, it distracts from Plan A
Stay splitting in half, earthquake style
Evacuate your premisses, the hardcore nemesis
I never miss, my flow never flawed
Grab mics and send electric shocks through the cord
Quest for the rings my only weapon's intuition
My future position is determined by past decisions
So young George Bush, I'm thinking bout runnin'
Maybe not this time, but trust dude, ugh

[Chorus]

[Man (singing)]
Comin', comin', you can't stop me,
Comin' comin', can't hold me back, no.

Comin', comin', you can't stop me,
Comin' comin', can't hold me back.

f/ K-Ci

[K-Ci]
Its here and I like it
[Will Smith]
Whoo! Ha-ha! Ha-ha!
Big Will, uh K-Ci y'all bringing it in
What?
[K-Ci]
Its here and I like it
(Say what? What?)
(Say what? What?)
Gonna pack the dance floor
(And do what with it?)
Rock the dance floor

[Will Smith]
Here it comes the party of a lifetime
31st of December
Man I remember when the ball dropped for 90
Now it's 9-9, ten years behind me
What's gonna happen?
Don't nobody know
We'll see when the clock gets to 12-0-0
Chaos, the cops gonna block the street
Man who the hell cares?
Just don't stop the beat
No time to sleep, yo it's on tonight
K-C you feeling me right? (Yeah)
2-0-0-0, the Will 2 K
The new millennium, yo excuse me Willennium (yeah)
It can't get thicker than this (Big Will)
Slick like Rick I can't miss
(And we gonna party like it's 19)
Hold up it is

[K-Ci]
Here it comes another year
Come on everyone, new millennium
Here it comes another year
Everyone, new millennium

[Will Smith]
There's a party tonight
Everybody was drinking
The house was screaming
And the bass was shaking
And it won't be long
Till everybody knowing
That twelve o'clock the roof will be blowing
Drinks on me, up the cups, and
Midnight coming full thrust, and
Dick Clark holding it down, and
The second hand rolling around (Na, na, na, na)
Hundred thousands deep, world wide press
Hate to be the man that gotta clean this mess
Same resolution, get the money
Ain't where we've been, it's where we gonna be
Get ready to hum Auld Lang Syne
Cause a person that know the words is hard to find
First soul train line of the year
Four, three, two, one

[K-Ci] (Will Smith)
Its here and I like it
(Whoo! K-Ci y'all, K-Ci y'all)
Gonna pack the dance floor
(And do what with it?)
Rock the dance floor
(Uh, uh, uh)

[K-Ci]
Here it comes another year
Come on everyone, new millennium
Here it comes another year
Everyone, new millennium

[K-Ci]
Say yeah, yeah
(Come on)
Say yeah, yeah
(I can't hear y'all)
Say yeah, yeah
(What? What? What?)
Say yeah, yeah
(Come on, come on)
Say yeah, yeah
(I can't hear y'all)
Say yeah, yeah
(I can't hear y'all)
Say yeah, yeah
(Ha-ha-ha)
Yeah, yeah

[Will Smith]
I remember trying to count how old I'd be
When the clock struck twelve in the year two g
Medianoche finally near
This will be that anthem amongst the cheers
Just the man to usher it in
Big Will bringing the heat
K-Ci bringing the plan
Ringing it in, waiting for the ball to drop
That 2000 vault we breaking the lock
Let hip-hop keep blazing the charts
May the past keep a warm spot in your heart
May the future hold more joy then pain
Hands in the air waiting for confetti to rain

[K-Ci]
Its here and I like it
Gonna pack the dance floor
Rock the dance floor

[K-Ci]
Here it comes another year
Come on everyone, new millennium
Here it comes another year
Everyone, new millennium

[Will]
There's a party tonight
Everybody was drinking
The house was screaming
And the bass was shaking
And it won't be long
Till everybody knowing at twelve o'clock
At 12 o'clock
Say what? Say what? Say what? What?

[K-Ci]
Here it comes another year
Come on everyone, new millennium
Here it comes another year
Everyone, new millennium

[Will]
True dat, true dat, true dat
Yo London, uh come on
Yo Bangkok, come on, come on
LA, ha, ha
The NYC
Come on, say what? Say what?
Yo Philly, come on, hey
Hey Tokyo, come on
Everybody say what now
Say what now, saw what now

Uh, uh
I'm bout to freak this
Ha, ha, ha, ha
What? What? What? What?
Uh, Big Will, uh I'm bout to freak this
What you want me to freak this
Just peep it while I freak this,
Aight, aight

I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hill
Big Will keepin' it real knees in da grill
The whole set all locked down, making you flock down,
Where I'm at they here my rap,
I be that cat to set trends
Where y'all at
On the corner with your friends
Heard you screamin about cream in your rap kid
Yo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bed
Once and for all lets get this straight
How you measure a rapper what make an MC great
Is it the sales? 20 mill
Is it the cars? Bentley's
Is it the women? Jada
Is it the money? Please
Mr. Clean yet the fact remain
Got girls that don't speak English screamin' my name
All you rappers yellin' bout who you put in a hearse
Do me a favor write one verse without a curse

I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don't sleep I'mma freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Peep this while I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

I don't wanna see y'all sittin around
Don't wanna see y'all sittin around
I don't wanna see y'all sittin around
Don't wanna see y'all sittin around

Aight one more ¡®gain deja vu
Up the chart yo y'all see the way I flew
Can't nobody do this the way I do
You like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do)
Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west nobody wicked as this
I read in Rap Pages they refer to me as soft
Yeah, more like Microsoft
Will Gates of the rap game
Quintessential mega maniac what's my rap name
Big Will I'm the man
Not conceded I'm as good as I say I am
Dang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggy
Back with the Trackmasters
The bang, jiggy, jiggy
Yo, every time I shoot I score
So many awards I can start Grammy chess board

I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
You know you like this when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Uh I'm bout to freak this
I'm bout to freak this
I'm bout to freak this
Tone and Poke lace tha track
I lace the rap, Jeff do the cut
Yeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JL
Then Tommy Mattola put it on sell
Then come da moment of truth
Hot off the press to the DJ booth
(Ay yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut)
As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up!
BOOM then ship a mill
Quick to the store
What sold out?
When y'all gettin more
Finally get it, bump the track
Then come the multi-platinum plaque
Now I'm gonna leave it up to you
I bang the hits out just for you
And then my dream come true
(This year's American Music Award goes to)
Huh, thank you

I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Oh you like when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo peep it while I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Ain't no way I gotta freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo you like how I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo check this style when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Look at when I freak this (yeah, yeah)
Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)
What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)
Big Will just freak this (yeah, yeah)

f/ Lil' Kim

[Will Smith]
Uh, uh, uh
What?
Whoo! Ha-ha
Yeah mic check
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
Alright now let's go yo

[Lil' Kim](Will)
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(Bringing it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
What? What? What? What?

[Will Smith]
Here come the butter baby
Bringing it smooth and hot
Got the staff from K-B
Singing this groove a lot
So I got my spiral notebook
Drink and pen
And then abracadabra y'all, done it again
Married but I flirt a little
Siking the ladies
In the videos I be bringing it like Mike in the 80s
Level of success based on my level of risk
You've been yelling for the lyricist
Then reveling this
Old school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme
Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train to fame
Rappers hoping that it'd rain
Trying to stop the game
But rain can't stop me
I got a coat in the crib
Hey look y'all yellow bricks quit beefin' at the whiz, what?

[Lil' Kim](Will)
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(Uh, bringing it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
What? What? What? What?
(Lil' Kim y'all what?)

[Lil' Kim]
Lil' Kim, Big Will give a damn how y'all feel
Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill
If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends
I'd most likely have a lot less friends
You know what I learned, let them keep talking
Uh-huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep walking
[Will Smith]
Kim haters be making me wanna flip and react
[Kim]
No-no-no, chill Will and let me do that (alright)
Huh, I gotta eat can't get with broke cats
You know the queen like to be where the money at
I'm the mother, y'all like adopted in this
Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis
When will y'all learn?
Y'all just interns
You gon' get what you earn, just wait your turn
I rock telephones with the TV screens
So I can have real phone sex
Know what I mean?

[Lil' Kim](Will)
Here come the butter baby
(I bring it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(Bringing it smooth and hot)
Here come the butter baby
(Yo I bring it smooth and hot)
What? What? What? What?

[Will Smith]
It's the fun king, I've been doing one thing
Running things for years, give me one swing
And it's out of here, crack!
Over the fence ladies and gents
Keeping rappers impressed but depressed by my current events
[Kim]
Yes Lord!
[Will]
Big Will swinging the best sword
What'cha flexing for, don't be testing me boy
Messing with me boy, you're stepping on the root of a daisy
I have you're girl saying
[Kim]
Will why you do that to my baby?
Yo Will, what they looking stupid in the face for?
What? I can't have rocks the size of a baseball
Trust me when I cop I make sure mine cut glass
Never spend my last, like a crack head for the blast
Y'all can kiss my ass acting like you know me
You ain't got a Rolley, take this one here you owe me
All in together now, wrists looking better now
Screw greyhound bound, I'm getting cheddar now
[Will]
Burrrr! When she step up in the scene!
Who! Ice gleam, y'all scream, "Bow to the Queen!"
Ring on her finger mad phat
Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and caught a flashback
*mouth noise*
All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy Jeff got my back
*mouth noise*
Lil' Kim bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack
[Lil' Kim]
Yeah I'm short and sexy, my love's divine
My name is QB and I blow your mind with the
*mouth noise*
When I step up, body lookin' hot

Mic check, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
Uh gimme more heat
Uh gimme more heat
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

1 - Everybody in the front now (whoot, whoot)
Everybody in the back now (whoot, whoot)
Everybody on the side now (whoot, whoot)
La fiesta (whoot, whoot)
All the ladies in da house now (whoot, whoot)
All the fellas in da house now (whoot, whoot)
Everybody in the house now (whoot, whoot)
La fiesta (whoot, whoot)

If I approach you correctly
And step up to you respectfully
Will you please ma'am bless me with the next dance?
I don't intend to offend you
I only intend to befriend you
But you're willing me, thrilling me, killing me
With those hot pants, not a chance
I'mma let you go without saying something
A little hotter in the bottom mama that's all that I'm wanting
No frontin' if it is illegal for you to be that fine
I be McGruff mama taking a bite out of crime
Literally, first it'll be dancing with me
Then it'll be dinner with me
Then it'll be back to my crib
Hold up, I'm about to get ahead of myself
And I'm playing myself
The type of brother that when I'm thinking of stuff
I'm saying the stuff
My bad, back it up let's start with a dance
On good behavior, maybe later
Maybe your apartment, your pad
Sike, joke, walking a tight rope
My foot in my mouth
Look, all I hope is that you'll dance with me
What's up?

Repeat 1

She was smiling I was kind wiling
Thinking I was dialin' in
She gave me the impression that she was getting my message
So I'm testing
I through it out there ¡®Let me buy you a drink'
Cause when I buy you I think it'd be fly if we link
What'cha think?
She responded with a grin and a glance
Then my eyes tried to seduce her to the forbidden dance
The body of a Latin goddess, sexy but modest
The hottest mami chula from Cuba, a cutie with promise
The other night I seen her dancing
Duty was over
She did a split into a spin
And put her leg on his shoulder
And he was over
If that was me and I was he
We'd probably still be dancing
Mami can you feel me?
Still she said nothing
Why she be fronting?
Never seen another mami move like you
Groove like you
I'm saying I wanna dance with you
What's up?

Repeat 1

To me when I'm dancing it's aphrodisiatic
It's automatic that I look in your eyes to help fantasize
Some people dance socially not emotionally
Closer to me, come on close as you can be
(Can you feel me?)
Come on mama cut me no slack
(Can you feel me?)
Come on mama forward and back
(Can you feel me?)
Come on mama as hard as you can
It's part of the plan
It happens when you start with the man
On your mark, ready set, baby let's go
Baby let's flow, baby let go
Baby no, no, gotta a lot more
Lettin' it rip, gimme some of that
*girl yells*
Yeah that's it
Sweatin' with me, getting it wetter with me
It's better with me
Gain it, other girls I dated ain't famous
So take it or leave it
Just the way that I eat it
I bring, I swing it
So you like that?
Tell me what's up

f/ MC Lyte, Rodney Jerkins, 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 the 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 who 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 you 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, suggestion
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 you just can't 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

(Ooh, Ohh)
Here I stand before you - brown.
Color of the mountains
Colossal as the earth
Wrapped so deliciously within my own joy and misery
Feathers of my wings paralyzed by the distance of my mind
Here I stand before you, the color of the night
Frozen by the potential of me
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) An Afro Angel

Afro Angel off your pedestal from perchin above
You on the prowl now, downtown, searchin for love
In all the wrong places, outside your radio stations
Hopin he with new hit single, is tryin to mingle
Today, he is in your town, puttin it down
You in the car with your friends, followin my limo around
Puttin a bug in my boy's ear, your "S" is for free
You'll do anything for Omar or Phil, bring you to me
And then me, hypnotized by the devil as well
Hold out my hand as an invitation into my hotel
No need to RSVP, place your hand in my palm
As all your girlfriends getting jealous, damn she landed the bomb
Willing to trade your spirit for some crass, whack wage
Something small, something simple as a pass back stage
But now I lay me, down to creep
And I - pray the Lord my soul to keep

Chorus:
Afro Angel, born against the world
You don't have to sell your soul and throw away your pride
Afro Angel, sent from heaven above
Never forget that you are loved
You know that you are loved

Lil Bobby got a gun now, age fifteen
Destined to spend his life inside a cage it seems
Rage inside, pride, been denied respect
He can't take it though he gotta earn it
But he ain't learned that yet
Out on the town, reckless abandon he's been bullied before
But now he straps, and no more
Attitude high
Flexin on every guy that walk by
But don't start pal
Cuz if the gun came from the whiz, Cowardly Lion, got heart now
Let's pull it on a stranger
Ahh, fun for the crew
Surprised when he realized, damn dude got one too
Smile's upside down now, games ain't so cute
Bobby's a deer in a headlights
Pump, drop it or I'll shoot
Then like a sniper, cleanin his rifle, Bobby disobeys his commands
One shot rings out (gunshot) then only the stranger stands
Could of sworn Bobby's blood formed the shape of an angel's wings
But for what?

Chorus:
Afro Angel, born against the world
You don't have to sell your soul and throw away your pride
Afro Angel, sent from heaven above
Never forget that you are loved
You know that you are loved

Back in high school, Tamika was the sweetest, the bomb
Hot to death, though in tenth grade a teenage mom
Knocked up by some thug named Russ in the drug game
But had the cutest kid you ever seen
Then all the pressure from her mom
She stepped to Russ
Told him it's either them drugs or us
Either them thugs or us
The ultimatum, either continue bein a thug in the world
Or start lovin your girl
And say God, bear me witness, no doubt, lovin ya dear
But to go from $50 Gees a week to $30 Gees a year
That ain't happenin
I guess he wasn't that strong
He came back the next week, and the whole family was gone
Yo they straight moved away, without as little as a word
Well, needless to say, Russ was a little perturbed
Then in a fury put the pressure on her girlfriend Shawn
And like a clumsy chef she spilled the beans on where they had gone

Upstate Schenectady,
Tamika answered the door
It was the last person she expected to be
They just stared
He said you love me for me?
You can do without the cars, vacations, and jewelry?
Down with me?
Period.
Through life's stress and strife
She said, Yeah, He said in that case
Would you please be my wife?
Then like a sign from the sky, the baby cried
Like an angel sings
I love y'all more than anything

Chorus:
Afro Angel, born against the world
You don't have to sell your soul and throw away your pride
Afro Angel, sent from heaven above
Never forget that you are loved
You know that you are loved

f/ Jazzie Jeff, Biz Markie, Slick Rick

(let's listen to this dramatic show
which was popular in the early days of radio)

[Will Smith]
Ha ha, unh, yeah yeah
Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh
Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince and uh
Little taste of the old school
Jazzy Jeff, yo, break it down one time
Say what?
Unh, unh, unh, unh
One for the treble, two for the bass
Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince back up in your face
Me and Jeff again, "Oh my" you say
1985 to the Y2K
The new millenium, propehicies, I'm fulfillin' 'em
Everywhere I go, people be yelling "yo, that's Will and them"
(so fresh)
I check the rhyme like Quest
Some jokes dropped them doo-doo rhymes at my rest
The B-I-G, W-I-L-L
King of swing, and I rock well
The nail in the coffin of your average rapper
Jeff do the ditto for your average scratcher
Stature of a rapper slash actor
Back to the future on wax
The future of rap
Tap like Gregory Hines, read the headlines
Hip-hop's number one son still shines
'Cause I'm (so fresh)
Big Will is (so fresh)
Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh)
West Philly is (so fresh)
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Biiiiiz... Marrrr... KIE!

[Biz Markie]
Yes y'all and to the funky beat and
Everytime you hear me rhyme, y'all be freakin'
The B-I-Z will wreck it, R-O-C-K it
You're guaranteed to like me, for what I am sayin'
To all those other emcees that be tryin' to get the info
Forget the rest 'cause I'm the best, and I'm a nympho-
Maniac, insaniac, I'll put you in a trance and
Always keep it tight, cuz, no matter what type was
In, you know I'm fresh in flavor
Yeah, that's right, I'm talkin' 'bout me
The R-K-I-E in the place to be
I recognize and hypnotize, everytime I tenderize
I specialize and open eyes, to make you realize
That you've been rocked with Jeff's plain skills
The diobolocal, and my man Will
And we're (so fresh)

[Will Smith]
Ha, Big Will is (so fresh)
Biz Mark is (so fresh)
Jazzy Jeff is (so fresh)
Biz, do it
Whoo, for the old school
Unh, unh, ha ha
Ladies and gentlemen
Rrricky... D!

[Slick Rick]
Well once upon a time eccentric head shorty
Where people wore pijamas and went to bed early
There was a little boy, tight clout that might sprout
Tried to help lead black folk the right route
Delayed,
Negative voices, many, once in prison for unwise choices that he once
made*
Divide the men, cops were sent inside of him
And seeing the good he had within him, let him out again
The life no longer for a big time baller, vic
Big Willies like Will Smith now call the kid (yo Rick)
So check the gift, everything no negative
That's what happens when you steer black folk away from
negative*
Not to mention chasin' charts, killin' 'em
There'll be a member of the Biz-Mark, Will, and Rick
Demise sent, can't mess with the mindset
Come run with us, December 1999 said
It's all because of you, I'm feelin' sad and blue
You went away, now my life is just rainy days
I love you so, how much, you'll never know
You took your love away from me
Oh oh oh oh
You took your love away from me
Oh oh oh oh
You took your love, you took your love, you took your love
You took your love away from me
Slick Rick
Will Smith
Biz Mark

[Will Smith]
True dat, true dat

f/ DJ Jazzy Jeff

[Fresh Prince]
Yo Jeff baby lets keep it ol' skool
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Haha
Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince back together
Now Jeff look go ahead and warm that thing up boy
Warm that thing up
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
What
A-ight now you
Look I know its been a minute since we did this thing
But I want you to go ahead you get ready
Cause we gonna tear this place down
Jazzy blaze
Comin with it
Say what say what
Strike the flame up
*Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up*
Right haha
Now Jeff do that thing where you snatch it back
*Pump Me Up*
Wooh haha DJ Jazzy Jeff
Look boy you know we don't miss a step when we do this thing
Now give me that quick scratch quick scratch
Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up
Uh Now Jeff everywhere I go everybody ask me
"Look you and Jeff, Jeff still cutting, Jeff still do his thing"
Now you got to show these folks how you put your thing down right
Now you got to show these folks how you put your thing down Jazzy
Now go ahead
Now I'm a give you a minute I'm gonna ease on back
I'm gonna let you do your thing
Say what
Say What Say What
Woo Woo
Jeff do the echo scratch
Echo
Again Echo
(Pump Pump Pump Pump Me Up)
Jazzy Jeff yall
Jazzy Jeff yall
Jeff ol skool transformer transformer
Now boy you no you got ta let me get a taste of this thing
Nu skool style
Blend the old with the new
A little bit of this a little bit of that
Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince coming back at ya
A-ight now Jeff now come on let me do my thing
Gimme a scratch toss it let me do my thang
What What What
Back shaking the dust off
Knocking the rust off
Your highnesses
Philly's finesess
Back for the addict
The fanatic
The hype fan
Just me and Jeff tables and a mic stand
For those that wasn't down from the start
And don't realise the cuttin is a workin of art
Musical monet
All day to get down to yo
Let em know what DJ Jeff Townes do
*This Dj he gets down mixing records*
Round the block
Back in philly man the album was late
Gratitude instead a attitude for making ya wait
Time to retaliate against the players that hate
*I was giving you time to get the last one straight*
Brothers always screaming about keeping it real
Don't get no realer than the mic with your boy on the wheels
True dat yall can run but you cant escape he like a
*Man with a super S on his cape*
High supremacy
Based on chemistry
No need for sensing me
Your hennisee
Top dogs from the hood
Popping back to the hood
*I hate to brag but damn I'm good*
Yo Jeff it's been a minute since me and you ripped
But some of the ol diehards might have thinked that you flipped
I heard some guy implied that you lost your cut
How you respond to that Jeff
*Ha what?*
What's a rapper if his cuts don't fit?
*Nuthin*
And what's a DJ if his cuts don't hit Jeff?
*Nuthin*
Now whats a party if the crowd don't flip?
*Nuthin*
Well we can do it all baby
We can do it all baby
We can do it all baby
Just like this
*like this* (what)
Jazzy Jeff blaze

f/ Eve

[Will Smith]
Whoo!
What? What?
Can you feel me baby?
I can feel you
No doubt, known to make it happen

[Will Smith]
I see you wanna dance huh
With your girls and your friends huh
What about me and my menz huh
Roll through in the Range and the Benz huh
Wanna jam on the dance floor till it ends huh
Tight buttocks get a lot of attention
I see y'all looking like a Prada convention
Can't stop staring, you're fine as hell
Got my shades on though I ain't playin' myself
Mad dudes with doughs, clock your flows
No X and O's just sexy clothes
Got your dudes with the Lex and the Roves
Striking a pose
But everybody knows you want me
Come get me, here I be
In the V-I, V-I waiting for the
Yo something in your wait, go through it
Pretend you got a swoosh in ya baby
Just do it

Can you feel me baby?
(Hell yeah mama, hell yeah)
Do you like it sugar?
(No doubt, no doubt)
Do you want me honey?
(You Eve baby, yo Eve)
Are you liking what you see?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Eve]
Uh, come on
So you wanna bill papa
I don't buy it, say heart stopper
Cause I move fast in the club
Where you at huh?
Big Willie Style when your dogs play the back
I like the fact that you're so low-key
But play it any lower and you won't know me
Cause I'm out the door for sure approach me
Wave your hand to come over trying to coach me (what?)
Why you in the V-I, E-V-E too fly to drop by
Get up off your clothes and cruise by
Shades high, nothing while you're with bluffing your team
Every time I'm with you blushing, your smile gleam
You don't think I know you noticing me
Come on get closer to be
Be bold take a dose of the Eve
If you're ready for your part
Cause I'm ¡®bout to depart
I'm your life for the rest of the night
I'm breaking hearts
[Will Smith]
Yo get your hot self over here
[Eve]
No, get your body up off your chair
[Will Smith]
What? I ball too hard for that
[Eve]
Hold up baby act like I ain't balling back
[Will Smith]
Look I ain't trying to play no games
[Eve]
Oh yeah well I ain't no regular dame
[Will Smith]
Alright, look let's meet half way
[Eve]
Well if you're getting up daddy make it all the way
[Will Smith]
Alright

Can you feel me baby?
(Hell yeah mama, hell yeah)
Do you like it sugar?
(Come on playboy, come on)
Do you want me honey?
(No doubt baby, no doubt)
Are you liking what you see?
(Uh come on, come on, come on)

My friend if you're feeling me
Come get it
There's no time to waste
Come on stop playing games with me

[Will Smith]
Playing me like I'm on E! or somethin'
The big dawg like some flea or something
What? Hard to get, don't get got
Even when you're sizzling hot
[Eve]
Yeah blonde bombshell got ya sweating huh?
Stunting in the club got ya betting huh?
Can ya get it or make it yours
Guess you'll never know
Ten seconds before I bounce baby
Then I gotta go
[Will Smith]
Yo get your hot self over here
[Eve]
No, get your body up off your chair
[Will Smith]
What? I ball too hard for that
[Eve]
Hold up baby act like I ain't balling back
[Will Smith]
Look I ain't trying to play no games
[Eve]
Oh yeah well I ain't no regular dame
[Will Smith]
Alright, look let's meet half way
[Eve]
Well if you're getting up daddy make it all the way

Can you feel me baby?
(Hell yeah mama, hell yeah)
Do you like it sugar?
(Come on baby, come on)
Do you want me honey?
(No doubt baby, no doubt)
Are you liking what you see?
(Whoo!)
Can you feel me baby?
(Hell yeah mama, hell yeah)
Do you like it sugar?
(Come on daddy, come on)
Do you want me honey?
(No doubt baby, no doubt)
Are you liking what you see?
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Can you feel me baby?
Do you like it sugar?
Do you want me honey?

This here's a record I wrote about friendship
The kind that X and Ja 'Lil was talking bout
When they wrote
Friends, how many of us have them?
I'm talkin 'bout, friends
Ones we can depend on

[Will Smith]
I'm talking 'bout a friends til the end if I lose or I win
If my ???? (wus up) you still my friend (hell yeah)
Down for whatever (uh huh) tougher than leather (uh huh)
Like Run and D, you and me, "Together Forever" (that's right)
Let's say we balling (uh huh) somebody calling (uh huh)
Me and my man (wus up) we gon' be brawlin (hell yeah)
Let's say we out (uh huh) something go down (uh huh)
5-0 around (uh oh) you still around (true dat)
Ever since I was younger (uh huh)
Kinda always had a hunger (uh huh)
For a fairy tale friend (uh huh)
Kinda like your brother (uh huh)
Everytime I go out (uh huh) everytime I turn around(uh huh)
Ain't gotta one around (uh huh) what the brotha doin now (uh huh)
You've been my friend, from the beginnin to end
We flowing, nowhere we going
Cause lord we know we been through the storm
Before the calm, life could drop a bomb
Cause Jazzy we gotta bond, like we was in vietnam, trust is

Chorus:

Everybody need a partner
To stand right by they's side
Not only down through the good times
But also down through the bad times
Everybody need a partner
To stand right by they's side
Not only down through the good times
But also down through the bad times

[Will Smith]
Now you my lady (uh huh) now you my baby (uh huh)
No if's or maybe's (uh uh) til' push you ?? (that's right)
You on my arm (uh huh) keep you from harm (uh huh)
Won't break that bond (uh uh) word to my mom(no doubt)
Tell me you love me (I love you) tell me you swear (I swear)
And if I need you (just call) you gon' be there (right here)
Til death do us part (uh huh) through thick and thin (uh huh)
You got my heart (back at you)
Girl, when the night's cold and I'm warm
Holding the fact, that I got you holding my back
When my feelings stealing the blue of the sky
Leaving them gray, girl you the sun the brighten up my day
When it seem like the hill to steep and my vision getting blurry
Call on you my dub, be there in a hurry
When all is going wrong and I can't go on
You my angel and more than lives, than song
Baby forever

Chorus

[Will Smith]
Aight what we 'bout to do right now
We bout to take the partners oath
So wherever you at
Put your right hand in the air
We gonna pledge alligiance to our partners right now

Y'all my peoples (uh huh) y'all my dogs (uh huh)
In the sun (uh huh) through the fog (uh huh)
If I'm wrong (uh huh) tell me the truth (uh huh)
But if they wrong, we blow the roof (boo yaa)
Share smiles (uh huh) share tears (uh huh)
Lean on you (uh huh) ease my fears (uh huh)
Till the end (uh huh) from the start (uh huh)
Minus the greed (oh yeah) cross your heart (oh yeah)
Me for you (no doubt) you for me (no doubt)
That's the way (no doubt) it's gonna be (no doubt)
Inseperable (no doubt) never sever (no doubt)
Us forever (no doubt) we's together (whoo)
How ever far (uh huh) we be apart (uh huh)
One vision (uh huh) one heart (uh huh)
To my friends (uh huh) to my dogs (uh huh)
To my fans (uh huh) one love (whooooo!)

Damn

Women:
Hey this is me, I'm not in right now
But if you leave your name and your number
I'll just might think about calling you back.
Have a pleasant day.

[Verse One]
Pick up the phone girl, I know that you home
Please don't leave me all alone with just the sound of this tone.
Come on pick up, pick up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
I know I don't deserve it cause of how I messed up
But alright cool, sit and listen
I'm missing your kiss and now a tear drop glistens
I had a bit to drink, kinda threw me
Things just happened, she didn't mean nuttin' to me
You know me baby, I'm still that same man
That asked for your hand, and still the same plan
Another brother falls by the wayside
Another brother falls by the play side
I knew ever since I was a kid
That I was going to pay the piper for the things I did
But now there is no more us, no more we
No more nuttin' girl damn and it's all cause of me

Chorus:
No more late nights watching tv
No more talks on the phone till three
No more playing in the leaves in the fall
No more piggy back rides in the mall
No more ice cream cones to share
No more sittin' just playin' in your hair
No more picnics out by the sea
There ain't no more nuttin' and it's all cause of me

[Verse Two]
Damn, some brothers yeah we huff and we puff
Cause when we're hurtin' inside, we gots to front like we tough.
But that's dangerous, to cover hurt with hard
Because you still get scared through that feeble facade
Then the bonds of your ego, when the shackles of manhood
Makes you lose something thats damn good
A picture in my mind of us hand and hand walking
So alive, now I'm a dead man talking
Why can't you just pick it up so we can sit and just talk
Why can't you meet me somewhere so we can go take a walk
I can't hide, air, land, or sea.
Cause everytime I turn around, there I be
When I was with you I felt free
Now I'm in a cage called me
Now I see, no more us, no more we
No more nuttin' girl damn, and it's all cause of me

f/ Kel Spencer

[Kel Spencer]
(Uuhhh)
Can you feel it baby?
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em' say
(Uuhhh)
Make It hot, uh
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em' say
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)

[Will Smith]
Been to the mountain top
Down to the valley
Philedelph to Cali
Y'all feel me like Harry felt Sally
Clothes exotic, flows erotic
No jewels that's for them fools who ain't got it
Rap to my own sitcom
Now I just sit calm
Watching y'all respond to my July 4th bomb (boom!)
Yeah I'm a nice kid
But here's some advice kid
Don't get me hyped
I'll set it off like my wife did
Playing down a path like Sajak
Wheel of a Fortune away
Price ain't right I don't play
Find yourself in Jeopardy
The first clue
What is Will Smith?
Hot to death not you
I'm like a Porsche, you a pinto
You like a tiny figurine, I'm monumental
You're like a small get together
On your neighbor's back porch
You know just a couple of y'all
I'm a million man march
Attack of the man in black
Like Jordan playing on a train
Yo my game on track
Mad ice for my wife
No care for what it costed
Had to ease up though
Her wrist got frost bit
My style, flava, delivery, my diction
Gettin' medieval like dude in Pulp Fiction
You want some bring it
Come one, come all, come in
Watch me take they heart away like Penny
I could take 12 rappers and put em' in line
Then 12 emcees that think they can rhyme
Then 12 more brothers that still ain't signed
Then don't do nothing just watch 'em decline
Gangsta hardcore, menace to society
Raps all the same
My pen spits variety
Eclecticism is a virtue
It may not be a word
But it's definitely a virtue
Rappers approaching me all across America
Believe me you don't wanna battle like Erykah
I was in the game before publishing was an issue
You're platinum now but next year I'm gonna miss you
Mad rappers like bad actors should have no parts
Wanna be mad check the charts any of them
Oh you don't see my name
You don't see my spot
Here's a hint
Look closer to the top

[Kel Spencer]
(Uuhhh)
Can you feel it baby?
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em' say
(Uuhhh)
Make It hot, uh
(Take me away)
Flow crazy
Make em' say
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)

[Kel Spencer]
Uh, love and loyalty yo
Yo the flow spray, Vito say
I'm tryin' to live
And if I catch you out of bounds
It's cheap shots to the ribs
Love and loyalty dawg
Do it how Pac and Big did it
It's the Wild Wild East
And me keepin' me jig with it
Play no games
Thirst to heat the rhyme
Motivation cause procrastination is the thief of time
Holding a torch
I was programmed to scorch
Can't run with the big dawgs?
Then stay on the porch
These cats is craftmatic
Hand on the steering wheel
Rocks from the road dodging oncoming traffic
Man-handle rappers, dismantle rappers
Y'all lukewarm slash sweet-scented candle rappers
Any team posing a threat we defeat those
The wealthy man is the man that knows how to keep dough
As long as y'all play foul I'mma keep hittin' free throws
Crush Spanish mamis calling me Kellito
Remember Lego blocks?
All about the paper now
I use writers block to build sky scraper style
Catch rappers using the same flows everyday cause they lame
True players gotta change their uniform after the game
Y'all seen the flow
Like y'all never seen before
Don't stop for the door
Why do you think green mean gold?
Baby learn life's lessons
Scratch regression
Kel Spence the truth, the answer to all questions
Come on (Uuhhh)

[Will Smith]

f/ Kool Moe Dee, Sisqo (Dru Hill)

* originally appeared on the "Wild Wild West" soundtrack

[Sisqo]
[Will Smith] Mmmmmmmm...
Uhh.. Doo doo doo doo
Wicki-wild wild doo doo doo doo dooooo
Wicki-wicki-wild
Wicki-wild
Wicki-wicki Wild Wild West Yeahhhhhhhahhhhhhhh!
Jim West, desperado
Rough rider, no you don't want nada
None of this, six-gunnin this, brother runnin this
Buffalo soldier, look it's like I told ya
Any damsel that's in distress
be outta that dress when she meet Jim West
Rough neck so go check the law and abide
Watch your step or flex and get a hole in your side
Swallow your pride, don't let your lip react
You don't wanna see my hand where my hip be at
With Artemis, from the start of this, runnin the game
James West, tamin the West, so remember the name

[Will Smith] Now who ya gonna call?
[Sisqo, Dee] Not the G.B.'s
[Will Smith] Now who you gonna call?
[Sisqo, Dee] J Dub and A.G.

[Will Smith]
If you ever riff with either one of us
BREAK OUT, before you get bumrushed, at the

[Kool Moe Dee] [Will Smith]
The Wild Wild West When I roll into the
The Wild Wild West When I stroll into the
The Wild Wild West When I bounce into the
The Wild Wild West Sisqo, Sisqo

[Kool Moe Dee] [Sisqo]
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild West
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
the Wild Wild.. c'mon

[Will Smith] * [Sisqo] (shared lines in caps)
Now, now, now
Now once upon a time IN THE WEST
Mad man lost his DAMN MIND in the West
Loveless, KIDNAP A DIME, nuttin less
Now I must, PUT HIS BEHIND TO THE TEST [S: Can you feel me?]
Then through the shadows, in the saddle, ready for battle
Bring all your boys in, here come the poison
Behind my back, all that riffin ya did
Front and center, now where your lip at kid? [S: Lookin at me!]
Who dat is? A mean brother, bad for your health
Lookin damn good though, if I could say it myself
Told me Loveless is a mad man, but I don't fear that
He got mad weapons too? Ain't tryin to hear that
Tryin to bring down me, THE CHAMPION?
When y'all clowns gon' see that it CAN'T BE DONE
Understand me son, I'm the slickest they is
I'm the quickest they is [S: Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh]
Did I say I'm the slickest they is?
So if you barkin up the, wrong tree we comin
Don't be startin nuttin, me and my partner gonna
test your chest, Loveless
Can't stand the heat, then get out the Wild, Wild, West
[Kool Moe Dee: The Wild, The Wild..]

[Kool Moe Dee] [Sisqo]
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
[W. Smith] When I'm rollin to the
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild West
[W. Smith] When I'm strollin to the
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
[W. Smith] When I'm bouncin to the
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild..

[Sisqo]
We're goin straight (STRAIGHT) to (TO)
the Wild Wild West (THE WILD WILD WEST)
[K. Moe Dee] The Wild Wild West
We're goin straight (STRAIGHT) to (TO)
the Wild Wild West (THE WILD WILD WEST)
[K. Moe Dee] The Wild Wild West

[W. Smith] Breakdown! Breakdown! Breakdown!
Breakdown! Breakdown! Breakdown!
(in background while Sisqo singing)

[Sisqo]
Yeahhhhhhhahhhhhhhhh
Can you feel it? C'mon, c'mon
Yeahhhhhhahhhhhhhhhh
Keep it moving! Keep it moving!
Ooooooooooooooh yeahhhhhhh

[Will Smith]
To any outlaw tryin to draw, thinkin you're bad
Any drawin on West, best with a pen and a pad
Don't even think about it, six gun, weighin a ton
Ten paces and turn (one.. two.. three..) just for fun, son *BANG*
Up til sundown, rollin around
See where the bad guys are to be found and make em lay down
The defenders of the West
Crushin all pretenders in the West
Don't mess with us, cause we in the

[Kool Moe Dee] [Sisqo]
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
[W. Smith] When I'm rollin to the
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild West
[W. Smith] When I'm strollin to the
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
[W. Smith] When I'm bouncin to the
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild..

The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
[W. Smith] When I'm rollin to the
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild West
[W. Smith] When I'm strollin to the
The Wild Wild West We're goin straight, to
[W. Smith] When I'm bouncin to the
The Wild Wild West the Wild Wild..

We're goin straight, to
the Wild Wild West
We're goin straight, to
the Wild Wild West, c'mon

The Wild Wild West
[W. Smith] When I'm rollin to the
The Wild Wild West C'mon..
[W. Smith] When I'm strollin to the
We're goin straight, to
the Wild Wild West (The Wild Wild West)

[Kool Moe Dee] + (Will Smith) + {Sisqo}
The Wild Wild West (Whoo! Uhh)
The Wild Wild West (Ha hah, ha hah)
The Wild Wild West (Uhh)
The Wild Wild West (I done done it again y'all, done done it again)
The Wild Wild West (Ha hah, ha hah)
The Wild Wild West (Big Will, Dru Hill, uh)
The Wild Wild West (Big Will, Dru Hill)
The Wild Wild West (Ha hah, ha hah) {The Wild Wild West}
The Wild Wild West (Uhh)
The Wild Wild West (One time)
The Wild Wild West (Uhh)
The Wild Wild West (Bring in the heat, bring in the heat)
{It's the Wild Wild..}
The Wild Wild West (What? Ha hah, ha hah)
The Wild Wild West (Whoo.. Wild Wild, wicki-wild)
The Wild Wild West (wick Wild Wild Wild, wa-wicki Wild Wild)
The Wild Wild West (wickidy-wick Wild Wild Wild)
(wa-wickedy wickedy wickedy wickedy)
{The Wild Wild..}
The Wild Wild West (Whoo..)
The Wild Wild West
The Wild Wild West (Uhh.. uhh..)
The Wild Wild West (Can't stop the bumrush)
{The Wild Wild..}

f/ Jill Scotta

[Chorus: Jill Scott]
The little rain drops fallin' down on me
But I can't seem to feel it, feel it
Feel it coming over me

[Will Smith]
The rain gon' come through the window, pain will come
Black, white, rich, poor, it's the same old drum
Rainy days like the war, use wisdom as a weapon
Hold your head up, dry your clothes and keep steppin'
Let the children feel the rain, 'cause if they feel the rain
>From the wetness, they stand to gain
I came into the game, it felt like the middle of June
Music was warm, artists, like flowers, they bloom
Then boom, I shook the room, many felt the thunder
My time to shine, did it like summer
I wondered if the sun would shine forever
Pops said "rain gon' come", to him I said "never"
Chedder in the genes, face on screens
Got a benz wit' the sheen, but what did it all mean
I earned money and burned money, credit cards smokin'
Platinumn, grammys, famous, but still broke and
Not having cash put me in check
Yo, the road to the riches is slippery when wet
Amongst the fall is where you truly find yourself
Ever since then, the rain I never felt
Deal wit' it

[Chorus]

[Will Smith]
At age seventeen, the worst pain, a hurrcaine
Her first name still conjuers the rain
Vowed to never let nobody ever get me wet
Lest we forget, love is a four season concept
Many say the rain they can't stand
Never let the weather determine the man
God has a plan, from it I never ran
Follow my heart through the storm, my umbrella in hand
I'm Noah, life's my arc
forty days and forty nights, still can't take my heart
Seen the fallen man
To dope and liquor brands
The devil'll dance to make it rain
Bringing the pain
Walk through the puddles of struggle on flooded streets
Soakin' wet, but mastered the art of peace
Through grey skies, I grew wise, on bended knees I knelt
Since then, the rain I never felt
What's wit' it

[Chorus]

[Will Smith]
Sometimes I sit in my room, stuff on my mind
Stress, can't rest, so I open the blinds
See kids in the streets, runnin' around
It wasn't touchin' 'em, but the rain was comin' down
I wondered how, with my mouth wide
Reminisce of the key, said I wanna go outside
In the rain, to see if the same would happen to me
'Bout that time, God started rappin' to me
He said "pain is the mother of change, the rain must flow
So the seeds of joy might grow
Don't be afraid, find shelter in me
The road to greatness, through the valley of adversity"
I felt the light as He proceeded to drop the gem
These little children, the world we must receive like them
I just smiled, and thanked Him for the cards He delt
And since then, the rain I never felt
What's wit' it