Lyrics:
Should I hate street credibility I'm talkin' 'bout
Hatin' all money, power, respect in my will
Or hatin' the fact that none of that shit make me real
hair
Will Smith
Is gonna slap ya
He's so angry
Needs to take a nap yeah
Sus amogus
Very sus
Like your mum
Who I fucked
Doin' your mum
Doin' your mum
lust do
But I got accustomed
I want the real you
It's like you wear a costume
I can't do what you want
I thought you were the one
Thought we'd have
your ear
You smiled at me, girl, you're so fly
Shorty, you never had a love like I
Say shorty, will you be mine? (Will you be mine?)
Say will you
on that baby we gonna make it
We gonna be alright
She be cutting pie
I'm a real one
Grab a milli overnight take a life yeah
They be telling lies
They be
how I glitter!
The ladies at court
Will be all a-twitter
The king will reward me
He'll knight me ... no, lord me!
It's mine, mine, mine
For the taking
Next thing, in my crib for weeks
Imma come through then I'll show dat
We'd be naming our lil boy keith
Imma come through girl we'll do dat
I assure you
the mornin'
Like it in the evening too
In between she don't mind it
Just about any old time will do
So I'm haulin', haulin'
Fort Smith to Louisville
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
, uhh, I know y'all like this one
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, uhh, c'mon
[Keith Murray]
Yo y'all niggas will never see my level
Rap so hot I slap box with
then, I was hungry, but I changed when the mills came (yeah)
Respect the brand, they don't call me by my real name (real shit)
Never in my life been
Space I got round to
Acted when I fee it
In how I see it
You be it if you be it
Started out in crooklyn
Butters word
Chill, chill, chill, chill,
Come on
Put a new piece on my Glock got a kill switch
I might walk up on this stage I feel like Will Smith
I'm sipping crown make it a double but
the year I started thinking of rapping
Crae became my magic
Was learning beats and by bit
Never understood the reason why they don't get me
I'll be locked
myths
They acting call em Will Smith
Im packing 40 on hip
Bout action lets make a clip
Its the chronic dont even trip
Hypnotic go take a sip
Peep watching
)
For the dollar bill people will do anything (Yes, they will)
Yeah, I'm from around the way
I slung about an ounce a day
I'm living proof you ain't
at la casa azul
Apex predator, Randy Orton, the moves
Outta nowhere, with the bullshit
Impale me with the tram, I keep moving
Alejandro, where will I be
've been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
gotta be like,
I just gotta be like you
Dear, Uncle Chris, Uncle Keith, Uncle Ricky,
Before the Lord get me, I gotta say something quickly
I grew up
shit without shit to back it
Sample chopping, rapper, producer like I’m in Calabasas
Bring the noise, bring the noise
Will Smith, Martin Lawrence
Bad
on
a weakness, but my uniqueness
has a way to show that I'm slicker
Creating rhymes, you have to be, quicker
And versatile on the microphone
I'm Kool Keith
by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean
real
Came up, that's all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
I touched down in '86, knew I was the man by the age
undressed
She knows ima play my part but I will not confess
Smart, dumb, thick, sweet heart chick
She’s a legend she’s a myth
All treat no tricks
Real Hair
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