you lookin for me Bow, Look up and try to find the sun [Hook] [2X] Shoo-Be-Doo-Be-Doo-Be-Doo-Be-Doo (I'm in the air) Shoo-Be-Doo-Be-Doo-Be-Doo-Be-Doo
the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand What it's like to be in society with
goin' for a rebound When I'm on the mic, some say that I'm treacherous They used to be the best, yeah, I bet you was I never lost a battle, I ain't
'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
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
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
Come on and nod ya head with me 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
'cause I got floor seats at the Lakers See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders Met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor
that it can't be done Understand me son, I'm the slickest they is, I'm the quickest as they is, did I say I'm the slickest they is So if you barking
too No let me tell you so you remember me As the one that bust your bubble I'm ice cream tee I'm Jazzy Jeff and I'm the Fresh prince Before we have you
I am who I am so let me be who I be I just want to spit man I don't need this grief [VERSE TWO] [HOST] I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and
get it I'm physically fitted to run your digits I'm hostile with this **Rosco** pointed up your nostrils You get splitted and guess what I'm blowin
look Horse N' Carriage Fuck me up that shit was wack And the remix had nothing to do with that track But I don't blame you Believe me I know the game
you claiming, huh (I'm claiming that muthafucking third ward lil' nigga) (And I been busting heads you heard me) (TC, Magnolia nigga) Nigga I'm a young
pistol, I'm a smokin' I'm crushin', not jokin' Whippin' sissies for a past time, and no I'm never chokin' I blow away suckers with the flicker of my
I would do it just to let you know I'm still nice with my m I c I still put the hottest niggas on I c e I'm down with guru and dj premier I'd like to
dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the shiny sun, Gotta blunt, I'm tryin' to find me one, Life dream, thirteen be me number, On tha right team
4 eyes This man x, I'm known when I'm off my shift Scarf on my waist pull then I'll scorch your face I'm like a copy-cat killer Born for strangling niggas