Lyrics:
of the earth
"Listen to the warning"
The prophet, he said
For soon, the cold of night will fall
Summoned by your own hand
Oh-oh, children of the land
of the earth
"Listen to the warning"
The prophet, he said
For soon, the cold of night will fall
Summoned by your own hand
Oh-oh, children of the land
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 and Will
the whole block starin'
I will never understand this society
First they try to murder me then they lie to me
Product of a dyin' breed
All my homies tryin'
in search of the verse that I haven't spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect, I've garnered?
She been looking for me for a minute
I peeped how she did it
She came through real cold
You can't tell that she lethal, but listen
She scheming, I'm
here it's 'sposed to be
Takin' ya back, son, take it back
Check it
Six digit trickin' Coke and Henny mixin', many listen
Fuckin' give me mine,
imitating
So won't 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 (nope)
can't believe Will Smith's son said that
Did he really? Yeah
I'm a pretty boy, get my nails done sippin hard cider
With long flowy hair look like Winona
Dissed JP then got hands like it's two man touch
You Slap me?
Son you know the fucking pistol is clutched
I Will Smith em', turn Chris rock into Chris tuck
that thing go bang ain't no gang man
This ain't no TV show stop watching gangland
Wild wild west is in motion bang bang
No will Smith Smith and Wesson
running
Promise I ain't tryna be the veteran
One day your boy is gonna be a legend
I'm ill
I am legend
I am legend
(Will Smith tell em)
I am legend
(Kill
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I'm
Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your
master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here.
GUARD #1: Listen, in order to maintain
and needed money so I robbed listen listen listen
I fuckin know who you are, you were the nigga that was destined for the stars
I was the nigga who always
an innovator on the
Turntables and a
Crucial influence on DJ Jazzy Jeff, who
With fellow Philly native Will Smith
Would win the
First-ever Grammy for Best Rap
busy
Effective, putting shit in the proper perspective
[Parrish Smith]
Strapped with the gat, busting caps across the map
Yo the crew's back,
[Will Smith]|Uh hun|Big Will|Bomba Estereo|Ok|Yeah||[Main Verse: Liliana Saumet]|Llegando ya los amigos|La gente ya esta contenta|Prendamoles los
listen
The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen
Listen I can hear her crying in the bedroom
Praying for money we never think
of the verse
That I haven't spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy
Love or respect
I've garnered? The rhyme has to be
will listen, please
I am an old cow puncher and here I'm dressed in rags
I used to be a tough one and go on great big jags
Once I had a home, boys,
to blinking (Mmm)
Cheating? But nah Jada Will Smith no Pinkett (Nah, nah)
If I'm the problem then don't try to solve me
Cause bitch I'm the missin' piece out
[Ratcliffe]
The gold of Cortes
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
clean house like Tony Randall
With style filed for sexual harassment like Tisha Campbell
You wack like Will Smith, your rhyme style is pansy
I fuckin'
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