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Текст песни:

Verse 1: WillSmith

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Miami, uh, uh
Southbeach, bringin the heat, uh
Haha, can y′all feel that
Can y′all feel that
Jig it out, uh

Here I am in the place where I come let go
Miami the base and the sunset glow
Everyday like a mardi gras, everybody party all day
No work all play, okay
So we sip a little something, lay to rest the spill
Me an Charlie at the bar runnin up a high bill
Nothin less than ill, when we dress to kill
Everytime the ladies pass, they be like (Hi Will)
Can y′all feel me, all ages and races
Real sweet faces
Every different nation, Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican
Black, White, Cuban, and Asian
I only came for two days of playing
But everytime I come I always wind up stayin
This the type of town I could spend a few days in
Miami the city that keeps the roof blazin

Chorus:

Party in the city where the heat is on
All night, on the beach till the break of dawn
Welcome to Miami
Buenvenidos a Miami
Bouncin in the club where the heat is on
All night, on the beach till the break of dawn
I′m goin to Miami
Welcome to Miami

Verse 2: Will Smith

Yo I heard the rainstorms ain′t nothin to mess with
But I can′t feel a drip on the strip, it′s a trip
Ladies half-dressed, fully equipped
And they be screamin out, (Will we loved your last hit)
So I′m thinkin I′ma scoot me somethin hot
In this south-sea merengue melting pot
Hottest club in the city, and it′s right on the beach
Temperature get to ya, it′s about to reach
Five-hundred degrees
In the carribean seas, with the hot mommies
Screamin (Aii poppy)
Everytime I come to town, they be spottin me
In the drop Bentley, ain′t no stoppin me
So, cash in your door
We flow to this fashion show
Pound for pound anywhere you go
Yo, ain′t no city in the world like this
An if you ask how I know I gots ta plead the fifth

Chorus

Verse 3: Will Smith

Don′t get me wrong, Chi-town got it goin on
An New York is the city that we know don′t sleep
An we all know that L.A. and Philly stay jiggy
But on the sneak, Miami bringin heat for real
Y′all don′t understand
I never seen so many Dominican women with cinnimon tans
Mierda, this is the plan
Take a walk on the beach, draw a heart in the sand
Gimmie your hand
Damn, you look sexy
Let′s go to my yacht, in the West Keys
Ride my jetskis, loungin in the palm trees
Cause you gotta have cheese for the summerhouse piece on SouthBeach
Water so clear, you can see to the bottom
Hundred-thousand dollar cars, e′ybody got em
Ain′t no surprise in the club to see Sly, Stallone
Miami, my second home

Chorus to fade

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(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:

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Bring it.
Whoo!
Unh, unh, unh, unh
Hoo cah cah
Hah hah, hah hah
[mimicking bass line] Bicka bicka bow bow bow,
Bicka bow bow bump bump
What, what, what, what
Hah hah hah hah
Unh,
On your mark ready set let′s go
Dance floor pro I know you know
I go psycho when my new joint hit
Just can′t sit
Gotta get jiggy wit it
Ooh that′s it
Now honey honey come ride
DKNY all up in my eye
You gotta Prada bag with alotta stuff in it
Give it to your friend let′s spin
Everybody lookin′ at me
Glancin′ the kid
Wishin′ they was dancin′ a jig
Here with this handsome kid
Ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba
I just bite it
It′s for the look I don′t light it
Illway the an-may on the ance-day oor-flay
Givin′ up jiggy make it feel like foreplay
Yo my car-dee-o is Infinit-
Ha ha
Big Willie Style′s all in it
Gettin′ Jiggy Wit It

[Chorus:]
Na na na na na na na nana
Na na na na nana
Gettin jiggy wit it
[Repeat 3x]

What you wanna ball with the kid
Watch your step you might fall
Trying to do what I did
Mama-unh mama-unh mama come closer
In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub, unh
No love for the haters, the haters
Mad 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 of a crowd pleaser
DJ play another
From the prince of this
Your highness
Only mad chicks ride in my whips
South to the west to the east to the north
Bought my hits and watch ′em go off a go off
Ah yes yes y′all ya don′t stop
In the winter or the (summertime)
I makes it hot
Gettin jiggy wit ′em

[Chorus]

Eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift
Who′s the kid in the drop
Who else Will Smith
Livin′ that life some consider a myth
Rock from south street to one two fifth
Women used to tease me
Give it to me now nice and easy
Since I moved up like George and Wheezy
Cream to the maximum I be askin′ ′em
Would you like to bounce with the brother that′s platinum
Never see Will attackin′ ′em
Rather play ball with Shaq and um,
Flatten ′em
Psyche
Kiddin′
You thought I took a spill
But I didn′t
Trust the lady of my life she hittin′
Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon
Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly
You trying to flex on me
Don′t be silly
Getting jiggy wit it

[Chorus]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(from Men inBlack soundtrack)

(Will Smith)
Intro, the maestro, nice flow
Hot like nitro.. cool as ice though
That type of dichotomy, y′all know it′s gotta be
Who else could it be BUT me?
Rub your eyes, behold the Big Williest
dream supreme beam straight from Philly it′s the
eclectic female attractor
Rapper slash actor, right back at ya
And to the next millenium many come but few are chosen
See me servin like the U.S. Open
Another type of hustler listed at Blockbuster
.. go and ask a movie usher
Who is he? He or she - SFP
Movies, CD′s, and TV′s, but uh-uh
cause today I take a break from that
as I roll where a tank of gas′ll take me at
I used to rock these red Iroq Z′s
Now I rock the MB′s with the twelves and V′s
Today, sun high.. up in the sky
From N.Y. la la to M.I., just cruisin

(Tichina Arnold)
Where, baby, I don′t care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin

(Will Smith)
Zero to sixty, flossin - 90 degrees
Sony cartridges, ten CD′s each
Reach to the beach, Southside leanin
It ain′t often I′m off and I′m feenin for the -
- top down, drop down got me hot now
Heated up can′t stop now
What up cutie wop? Sure sure is cookin yo
I know I′m spoken for, can′t hurt lookin though
Pop CD′s, B-I-G′s, then Tupac′s
While cruisin the blocks, hittin the hot spots
Got my celly on O-F-F
Golden Arches got my belly goin oh yes yes
So let′s just - ease on down ease on down the road
No pager roll my hip as I′m rollin my whip
Cause today I′m on the solo creep
Man, why you think I be workin so hard all week?
I′m just cruisin

(Tichina Arnold)
Where, baby, I don′t care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin (I′m just cruisin)
Where, baby, I don′t care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin

(Will Smith)
Sun settin in the S-K-Y
Must say I′ve had the best day I′m..
tryin to find a exit, a place to chill
Not too hectic, so I can spend some time with Will
Let the, sunshine to the moonlight clear my mind
Soul search, see what I find
If I′m bein the best lover and friend
Am I being the best daddy I can?
I pray I am, and I feel good today
Reminisce as I′m cruisin around the way
Roll tight past the park where I used to play
Can′t think of a better way to spend my day
Uh, still findin my way, still growin
Petrol blowin, moon soon showin
Gots to get goin, losin the light
And The Freaks Come Out at Night, right
Just cruisin

(Tichina Arnold)
Where, baby, I don′t care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin (I′m just cruisin)
Where, baby, I don′t care (just cruisin)
As long as you take me there (just cruisin)
Somewhere to clear my mind (just cruisin)
Just cruisin

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

You know parentsare the same no matter time nor place
They don′t understand that us kids are gonna make some mistakes
So to you, all the kids all across the land
There′s no need to argue, parents just don′t understand

I remember one year
My mom took me school shopping
It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister
All hopped in the car
We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall
MY mom started bugging with the clothes she chose
I didn′t say nothing at first
I just turned up my nose
She said, What′s wrong? This shirt cost $20
I said, Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!
The next half hour was the same old thing
My mother buying me clothes from 1963
And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate
I asked her for Adidas and she bought me Zips!
I said, Mom, what are you doing, you′re ruining my rep
She said, You′re only sixteen, you don′t have a rep yet
I said, Mom, let′s put these clothes back, please
She said no, you go to school to learn not for a fashionshow
I said, This isn′t Sha Na Na, come on Mom, I′m not Bowzer
Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers
But if you don′t want to I can live with that but
You gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks
She wasn′t moved - everything stayed the same
Inevitably the first day of school came
I thought I could get over, I tried to play sick
But my mom said, No, no way, uh-uh, forget it
There was nothing I could do, I tried to relax
I got dressed up in those ancient artifacts
And when I walked into school, it was just as I thought
The kids were cracking up laughing at the clothes Mom bought
And those who weren′t laughing still had a ball
Because they were pointing and whispering
As I walked down the hall
I got home and told my Mom how my day went
She said, If they were laughing you don′t need them,
cause they′re not good friends
For the next six hours I tried to explain to my Mom
That I was gonna have to go through this about 200 more times
So to you all the kids all across the land
There′s no need to argue
Parents just don′t understand

Oh-kay, here′s the situation
My parents went away on a week′s vacation and
They left the keys to the brand new Porsche
Would they mind?
Umm, well, of course not
I′ll just take it for a little spin
And maybe show it off to a couple of friends
I′ll just cruise it around the neighborhood
Well, maybe I shouldn′t
Yeah, of course I should
Pay attention, here′s the thick of the plot
I pulled up to the corner at the end of my block
That′s when I saw this beautiful girlie girl walking
I picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talking
You should′ve seen this girl′s bodily dimensions
I honked my horn just to get her attention
She said, Was that for me?
I said, Yeah
She said, Why?
I said, Come on and take a ride with a helluva guy
She said, How do I know you′re not sick?
You could be some deranged lunatic
I said, C′mon toots - my name is the Prince =
Beside, would a lunatic have a Porsche like this?
She agreed and we were on our way
She was looking very good and so was I, I must say - word
We hit McDonald′s, pulled into the drive
We ordered two Big Macs and two large fries with Cokes
She kicked her shoes off onto the floor
She said, Drive fast, speed turns me on
She put her hand on my knee, I put my foot on the gas
We almost got whiplash, I took off so fast
The sun roof was open , the music was high
And this girl′s hand was steadily moving up my thigh
She had opened up three buttons on her shirt so far
I guess that′s why I didn′t notice that police car
We′re doing ninety in my Mom′s new Porsche
And to make this long story short - short
When the cop pulled me over I was scared as hell
I said, I don′t have a license but I drive very well,officer
I almost had a heart attack that day
Come to find out the girl was a twelve-year-old runaway
I was arrested, the car was impounded
There was no way for me to avoid being grounded
My parents had to come off from vacation to get me
I′d rather be in jail than to have my father hit me
My parents walked in
I got my grip, I said, Ah, Mom, Dad, how was your trip?
They didn′t speak - I said, I want to plead my case
But my father just shoved me in the car by my face
That was a hard ride home, I don′t know how I survived
They took turns - one would beat me while the other was driving
I can′t believe it, I just made a mistake
Well parents are the same no matter time nor place
So to you all the kids all across the land
Take it from me, parents just don′t understand

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(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
Come on, come on, come on

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

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

Chorus 2X

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Yo back up now and give a brother room
The fuse is lit and I′m about to go boom
Mercy mercy mercy me
My life is a cage but on stage I′m free
Hyped up syched up ready for wil′in′
Standing in a crowd of girls like an island
I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie
I flip ′em around and then I work that booty
Work the body work work the body
Slow down girl you′re ′bout to hurt somebody
Oh and yo let′s get just one thing clear
There′s only one reason why I came here
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
Ya really done want me to tig-a-tig-a-tig-a tell ya wassup (go)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go

[Chorus:]
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Boom! shake-shake-shake the room
Tic-tic-tic-tic Boom!

Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well yo are yall ready for me yet
(pump it up prince)
Well here I go here I go here I here I go
Yo
Dance in the aisles when the prince steps to it
The rhyme is a football yall and I went and threw it
Out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw
How do I know? because the crowd went hoooo
In response to the way that I was kicking it
Smooth and individual
Rhymes always original
Like the Dr. Jekyl man and this is my Hyde side
I am the driver and you′re on a rap ride
So fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
I said fellas (yeah)
Are yall wit me (yeah)
Why don′t you tell the girls what yall wanna do
Ya wanna ooh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ooooh
That′s right yo and I′m in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
I want everybody in the house to know
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go

[Chorus]

Pump it pump it come on now [5x]

Yeah, come on now

[Chorus]

Here I go
The the f-f-f-f-fresh p-p-p-prince is who I am
So tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam
But some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word for word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick into it
They help me calm down and I can get through it
So higher higher
Get ya hands to the ceiling
Let it go yall don′t fight the feeling
Mic in a strangle hold sweat pourin′
And like Jordan yo I′m scoring
Yeah that′s right yall and I am in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
Many have died tryin′ to stop my show
I came here tonight to here the crowd go

[Chorus]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Listen homeboysdon′t mean to bust your bubble
but girls of the world ain′t nothing but trouble
so next time a girl gives you the play
just remember my rhyme and get the hell away

Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her I said hello
she said you′re kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what′s your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic Elaine
I said my name is the Prince and she said why
I said well I don′t know I′m just a hell of a guy
but enough about me yo let′s talk about you
and all the wonderful things that you and I can do
I popped some cash and in a little bit of time
I showed some cash and the girl was mine
I took her over town I wined her and dined her
she ask me did I like her I said well kinda
all of a sudden she jumped out her seat
snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street
she started grabbin all over me kissing and hugging
so I shoved her away I said you better stop buggin
she got mad looked me dead in my face
threw her hands in the air and yelled out rape
I got scared when she started to yell
so I handed her my wallet and ran like hell
I was duckin through alleys right and left
but when the cops caught up they almost beat me to death
I was arrested charged with agrivated assault
(yo Clancy we got him)
but it wasn′t my fault
nevertheless don′t mean to bust your bubble
but girls of the world ain′t nothing but trouble
so next time a girl gives you the play
just remember my rhyme and get the hell away

I was in a bar one Friday night
cooling watching a Mike Tyson fight
I was maxin and relaxin sippin on Tequilla
when this girl walked up she said hi my name is Sheila
I responded by saying hello
she paid for my drink and then said let′s go
20 minutes later things were starting to cook
as we pulled up into her house I said I′m with you toots
the music was soft and there was wine in the glasses
she started winking and making little passes
at me she pat me close that′s when she got bold
she started feeling up my back I said oh your hands are cold
we went to her bedroom thinking of one thing
took the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
I carresed her body and I kissed her cheek
and that′s when I observed those satin bed sheets
I felt that it was time for me to make my move
I thought I better hurry up before I busted a groove
I leaned down to kiss her but then out of the blue
a door slammed and a voice said baby where are you
her boyfriend busted in he grinned an evil grin
and said boy I′m a tear your butt limb from limb
I was scared as hell where I was supposed to go
I just yelled geronimo and jumped out the window
just my luck we were in a snow storm
and all I had was my underwear on to keep my warm
and to top the night off I had to break in my place
because my keys were on pants back on Sheila′s book case
I was done sneezing and coughing
I hope this doesn′t happen to often
but nevertheless don′t mean to bust your bubble
but girls of the world ain′t nothing but trouble
so next time a girl gives you the play
just remember my rhymes and get the hell away

Jazzy: yo man you think they see your point
Prince: I don′t know I don′t think they really do
Jazzy: I think you should give ′em another example
Prince: awright give me a scratch let′s make it funky right here

I got a ring on my phone May 5th last year
it was my girlfriend Betty I said hello dear
I was just about to call you I got a couple tickets to the RunDMC concert
(I′m wit it)
It′s six o′clock now at eight will you be ready
(yeah)
aight fine see you then Betty
I combed my hair washed and brushed my teeth
got funky fresh dressed in my la cox ????
got to Betty′s at eight I was ready to jet
until Betty′s mon said Betty′s not ready yet
I sat there for at least an hour
it was ten after nine before she got in the shower
9:35 she comes downstairs
and said I need a little longer to finish my hair
at ten o′clock we had then missed the show
she comes downstairs and says let′s go
go where go to sleep I′m gone
I was steamin like a demon as I drove home
but it just goes to show
not trying to bust your bubble
but girls of the world ain′t nothing but trouble
so next time a girl gives you the play
just remember my rhyme just remember my rhymes
take heed to my rhymes and get the hell away

Jazzy:
man first your parents just don′t understand
then you having these crazy nightmares
Prince:
I know why me man why me
Jazzy: what′s next
Prince: now these girls man you know how it is
can′t live wit ′em can′t live wit′out ′em

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

The F-L-Y guy
About to toss some action
Here I go again with a groove to move you
Somethin′ kinda smooth, you can bop your head to
Chill it, the feel, you can play it anytime
Its smooth, is the groove, play it back behind the rhyme
So please, put a freeze, on hooving and hollering
Fans deserve more, for their hip-hop dollar, man
And I′m just the rapper to deliver
The rapper that can give a
Funky rhyme, flowing like a river
Silky, silky, kind to the ear
Diction perfect, rhymes all clear
Tempo moderate, this ain′t no marathon
Step back, new jack′s, observe the paragon
Ha, who? what? why? when?
Don′t be looking around clown, that′s right, I′m back again
With the dopeness, your head is bopping isn′t it?
Yeah I thought so
Yo, I′m just kickin′ it
Yeah-
Just kickin′ it-Yeah, Yeah
I′m just kickin′ it
I really cannot kick it
Just kickin it
Jus watch me y′all; I′m just kickin′ it - kickin′ it
Uh Just kickin′ it
Yeah, yo I′m just kickin′ it
Just kick, and just kick it
Just kickin′ it -Ooh
Prepare for a voyage, just close your eyes
Who ain′t ready, holler out I
Well ain′t nobody hollering,
′Cause all is perfect
The groove is a wave, and my rhyme′s a surfing
The track design
With a rhyme in mind
Bidi budup up up, the charges will climb
Every young rapper trying to get you to jump
But when you′re all done jumpin′
I′ma get you what you really want
Track by track displaying my ability
The man, FP, showing true dexterity
On the Mic, no rules are lawless
Wicked, and a kicker and my rhymes are flawless
So sit back, relax and allow me to rock ya
With a hit that you′re gonna get mentally locked to
A hip-hop solid and all flow, flower
I post up, together, better than Noah
A cut, to kick it too, kind to the ear drum
All true poetry, for me y′all be hearin′ some
So extra, extra, read all about it
I slam a the hell out of those that doubt it
I′m rippin′ every city I been in
Coast to coast, not to boast, but I′m winning
My fans are powerful, and that′s the way I′m living
All about effort y′all
Yo, I′m just kickin′ it
Uh Just kickin′ it
Yeah, yeah, I′m just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it
Come on Come on, I′m just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it
Now, I′m just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it - Just kickin′ it
Let′s take a trip, mellow out while I′m rappin′
Ya mind is the boat, and my rhyme′s the captain
So hoist a sail, and it′s time to flow
To a place that other rappers don′t go
Welcome, welcome, into my territory
Everbody get on up, and get busy for me
Heads are boppin′ hard and fast
And now I′m getting′ sued ′cause my groove caused whiplash
Everytime a rhymer tried to
Say something smooth, that′ll move inside you
The way that you should feel when you hear a real rap
Is trapped in the rhyme and your climbing to the climax
A lyrical painter, the fresh prince
And y′all a know of my Picasso essence
Musical passion, lovely isn′t?
But ain′t nothin′ to it
Yo, I′m just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it- Just kickin′
Check me, check me, just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it- Just kickin′ it
Like Pronto y′all, I′m just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it
Uh, I′m just kickin′ it
Just kickin′ it
Yo, I′m out
Just kickin′ it [9x]
La-aha
He-he-he-ha

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

This here′s arecord 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′sright)
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!)

Chorus 2X

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Observe the high roller
Mic controller
Number one hip-hop son
Call me solar
Why? cause I shine
Praise the Big Willie I′m
Raised in Philly I
Daze and thrillin′ ya
Don′t be silly, ya can′t see me
Again I′m killin ya on MTV
Just get with it my friend(Damn another award)
Dat kid done did it again(Oh my Lord)
Da fantastic
Boombastic
Gettin′ ten times hotter than any you other cats get
Practice
You lack this
I′m the real McCoy
First with Jeff I was startin
Then with Martin I′m a Badboy
See more green than David Bent
More juice than Tropicana
You hawkin me like Atlanta
MC′s just flee, they rightfully concerned
Big Will wants the mic back, it′s my turn ta burn

I′m back attackin the mic
Hype like a Viking
Strikin like a python
Blaze like Jon
A hip-hop icon, MC radical
Back on track from my rap/act sabatacle
Nine-point-six on the richter
Kicked her, hands so slickta
Chicks quickta flip tha
Bright glance and the tight pants
For the slight chance, "Big Willie can we get one dance?"
Why yes you may an′, I′m just sayin
That dress you playin, is A-Okay an
This is your chance for, at least it could be
For you an you girlfriend on the dancefloor, menege-boogie
On the scene I fronts an dashin, fashion
Lost my cream once, now I′m stashin cashin
Countries and currencies, like a true Don
It′s a new time and this time watch me shine
The way y′all blaze through the days and nights
How I deal with the craze my momma raised me right
Whether I′m on stage or in the studio booth
100 proof, raisin the roof, raisin the roof!

[Chorus:]
Y′all know, Can′t nobody rock a crowd like me
She know, Can′t nobody make it bounce like me
He know, Can′t nobody get it hot like me
Y′all know, Y′all need ta stop cause ya can′t see me

Seven continents I bruise all cruise
Adidas, kilts, or bamboos and no shoes
Eskimos to Abariginies
I′ll test the flow of the world′s MC′s
I′ll hit you out the ball park
You just all talk
Don′t be lookin at my script, you can′t play my part
See I′m a rapper thats an actor
You act rap with no heart
The way that I compose those flows like Mozart
Gets somthin like a symphony, when I′m orchestratin′ em
Ever since the days of me an Jeff at the Paladium
All my life I′ve been the cream of the crop
Shoppin a dream, now I got a crop full of cream
I raise mics for the flow of it, you know the show of it
Not the Benz 600 four door of it(keep it real yo)
I′m a rhyme regardless of earnin
Long as my heart keeps yearnin
I gots ta keep burnin

[Chorus 5x]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Yeah Yeah Hell Yeah
Come on
So all you people on the left
(Are you ready to rock the house)
People on the right
(Are you ready to rock the house)
People up front
(Are you ready to rock the house)
Man in the back
(Are you ready to rock the house)
Well say Ho (Ho)
Say ho ho (ho ho)
Say ho ho ho (ho ho ho)
Now Scream
Mic check
Are you ready yet
Well get set
′cause I′m about to jet like a corvette
With the quickness snap it like a whip
It′s a sickness that′s making my rhymes rip
Peddle to the metal
94 octane
Flow like the rain
And I aim to entertain
Like it or not
FP wont stop
Because I′m the cream of the crop
So sss hot
Up and down they go just watch them
Up and down they go (Jump, Jump)
And as they go
Well I′m a show
Them that I can flow
But homie should I stop though?
Hell No
But no wait ah ah until the end I
Kick the volume pump the adrenaline I
Watch the crowd sway
Every time we play
Each and every day
We make the crowd say
Ho (Ho)
Say ho ho (ho ho)
Say ho ho ho (ho ho ho)
Now Scream
Once again I′m in the house
When I be rippin it
The crowd be kickin it
This boy′s bad
With a pen and a pad
Records selling like mad
People thought it was a fad
Cause back in the day some folks weren′t with it
What′s this rap thing? They just ain′t get it
They didn′t understand, they didn′t quite see
It′s all about adrenaline, straight up energy
So everybody say hey (hey)
So everybody say hey (hey)
I wanna rip it J
Well homie go ahead man
I wanna rip it J
Well homie go ahead yeah
Yo a super dooper
Party trooper
Never been a party pooper
Heart breakin
Money makin
Man they get them parties shakin
Music pumpin
Crowd is jumpin
Giving people what they want
And always rhymin all the time and check it
Yo and now
I wanted to make up a record
That I could just rock at the ??? of the time
I wanted to make it so funky
That it would just stick in the back of your mind
I wanted it simple so people could sing it
And dance while they′re bopping their heads
So gimme the uh gimme the uh gimme the uh gimme the uh Yeah
That′s the way ah ha ah ha I like it ah ha ah ha yeah
Let it go yo
The boys are all pro
So get on the floor right now and let me hear you say ho (ho)
Say ho ho (ho ho)
Say ho ho ho (ho ho ho)
Now Scream
Come on all the ladies in the house
All the pretty young ladies in the house
Let me hear you say aahh owww (aahh o www)
Come on say aahh owww (aahh o www)
Homeboys make some noise let me hear you say Yeah
(Yeah)
Say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Now scream
For years they been tryin to figure out how to stop the prince
They say that im conceited but I′m not it′s just confidence
Rougher than an outlaw quicker than the flash
For records to movie to TV I′m grabbing cash and I′m dashing
The P-(R)-I-(N)-C-(E)
With the fresh on the front
And I′m a give you what you want
Step on stage and just rip it as I laugh
Tear down the house leaving lookin like backdraft
All night I′m on the flow on
And I′m a go on
On the stage
In a rage
I′m a flow on
You read the billboard then I′m sure that you know
The riggidy riggidy rhymes are riggidy rhyme and climb to uno
Uh uh uh yo don′t don′t don′t
Jeff will we be taking out?
(No, no, no)
The only other crew that play the way that we play
And all day, everyday, we play to make the crowd say
Ho (Ho)
Say ho ho (ho ho)
Lemme hear you say ho ho ho (ho ho ho)
Now Scream
Come on say Ho (Ho)
Come on say ho ho (ho ho)
One more time say ho ho (ho ho)
Now scream
It′s hot y′all
You don′t stop y′all
I keep on
Till the break of dawn
It′s like a little boy blue blowing on his horn
Its like a daylight dance marathon
It′s like a grasshopper hopping on the morning lawn
And you know its got to be
You know it′s got to be
You know it′s really, really, got to be
Now you know it′s got to be on
Yeah

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

[Fresh Prince - talking:]
Yeah, and here we go
[People talking in background]
Break down
′Til the beat go
′Til the beat go
Break down
′Til the beat go

[Fresh Prince:]
Here I go, yo back up now and give a brother room
The fuse is lit and I′m about to go boom
Mercy, mercy, mercy me
Uh, my life is a cage but on stage I′m free
Hyped up, psyched up, ready for wilin′
Standin in a crowd of girls like a island
I see the one I want, I said "come here cutie"
I flip her around and then I work that booty
Work the body, work, work the body
Slow down girl you′re ′bout to hurt somebody
Hold up, yo let′s get just one thing clear
There′s only one reason why I came here

[Break - Fresh Prince] (Crowd)
Ya really done want me to tigga, tigga, tigga tell ya what′s up (GO)
Ya really done want me to tigga, tigga, tigga tell ya what′s up (GO)
Ya really done want me to tigga, tigga, tigga tell ya what′s up (GO)
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go

[Chorus - Crowd:]
(Boom! shake, shake, shake the room)
(Boom! shake, shake, shake the room)
(Boom! shake, shake, shake the room)
(Tic, tic, tic, tic, boom)

[Break - Fresh Prince] (Crowd)
Well yo are ya′ll ready for me yet?
(Pump it up Prince)
Well yo are ya′ll ready for me yet?
(Pump it up Prince)
Well yo are ya′ll ready for me yet?
(Pump it up Prince)
Well here I go, here I go here I, here I go

[Fresh Prince:]
Yo, dance in the aisles when the Prince steps to it
The rhyme is a football ya′ll and I went and threw it
Out in the crowd and yo it was a good throw
How do I know?, because the crowd went (HO)
In response to the way that I was kickin it
Smooth, an individual, rhymes always original
Like the Dr. Jekyl man and this is my ′Hyde′ side
I am the driver and you′re on a rap ride

[Break - Fresh Prince] (Crowd)
So fellas (yeah)
Are ya′ll with me? (yeah)
I said fellas (yeah)
Are ya′ll with me? (yeah)
Why don′t you tell the girls what ya′ll wanna do
Ya wanna (oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ew)
That′s right yo and I′m in the flow
So pump up the volume along with the tempo
I want everybody in the house to know
I came here tonight to hear the crowd go

[Chorus 2x]

[Fresh Prince - talking during chorus and into break:]
Yeah
Break it on DOWN, uh
Yeah, give ′em it
Uh, bring it back to ′em
Yeah, c′mon now

[Break - DJ Jazzy Jeff - scratching]
"Mix" - repeated

[solo scratching]

[Chorus]

[Fresh Prince:]
Here I go
The F-f-f-f-Fresh P-p-p-p-Prince is who I am
So tell my mother that I never make a whack jam
But sometimes I get n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word, for word I utter
So I just try to ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chill
But it gets worse-a but worse-a but-but-but worse still
I need the c-c-c-crowd to k-k-k-kick into it
They help me calm down and I can get through it
So higher higher, get ya hands to the ceilin
Let it go ya′ll don′t fight the feelin
Mic in a strangle hold, sweat pourin
And like Jordan yo I′m scorin
Yeah that′s right ya′ll and I am in the flow
So pump up the volume, along with the tempo
Many have died tryin to stop my show
I came here tonight to here the crowd go

[Chorus 4x]

[Fresh Prince - talking over chorus:]
Yeah, uh
Kick it to ′em right here
Don′t stop ..
All night long
And I′m outta here

"Break down"
[repeated until fade]

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

(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)

@ Will Smith

Текст песни:

Verse 1: WillSmith

(Now dad this is a very sensitive subject)
From the first time the doctor placed you in my arms
I knew I′d meet death before I′d let you meet harm
Although questions arose in my mind, would I be man enough?
Against wrong, choose right and be standin up
From the hospital that first night
Took a hour just ta get the carseat in right
People drivin all fast, got me kinda upset
Got you home safe, placed you in your basonette
That night I don′t think one wink I slept
As I slipped out my bed, to your crib I crept
Touched your head gently, felt my heart melt
Cause I know I loved you more than life itself
Then to my knees, and I begged the Lord please
Let me be a good daddy, all he needs
Love, knowledge, discipline too
I pledge my life to you

Chorus:

Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
Just the two of us, (Just the two of us)
Just the two of us, building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I

Verse 2: Will Smith

Five years old, bringin comedy
Everytime I look at you I think man, a little me
Just like me
Wait an see gonna be tall
Makes me laugh cause you got your dads ears an all
Sometimes I wonder, what you gonna be
A General, a Doctor, maybe a MC
Haha, I wanna kiss you all the time
But I will test that butt when you cut outta line, trudat
Uh-uh-uh why you do dat?
I try to be a tough dad, but you be makin me laugh
Crazy joy, when I see the eyes of my baby boy
I pledge to you, I will always do
Everything I can
Show you how to be a man
Dignity, integrity, honor an
An I don′t mind if you lose, long as you came with it
An you can cry, ain′t no shame it it
It didn′t work out with me an your mom
But yo, push come to shove
You was conceived in love
So if the world attacks, and you slide off track
Remember one fact, I got your back

Chorus

Verse 3: Will Smith

It′s a full-time job to be a good dad
You got so much more stuff than I had
I gotta study just to keep with the changin times
101 Dalmations on your CD-ROM
See me-I′m
Tryin to pretend I know
On my PC where that CD go
But yo, ain′t nuthin promised, one day I′ll be gone
Feel the strife, but trust life does go wrong
But just in case
It′s my place
To impart
One day some girl′s gonna break your heart
And ooh ain′t no pain like from the opposite sex
Gonna hurt bad, but don′t take it out on the next, son
Throughout life people will make you mad
Disrespect you and treat you bad
Let God deal with the things they do
Cause hate in your heart will consume you too
Always tell the truth, say your prayers
Hold doors, pull out chairs, easy on the swears
You′re living proof that dreams do come true
I love you and I′m here for you

Chorus to fade
(This is a good song dad, how much am I gettin paid for this?)

@ Will Smith