Time to kill wrote a living will and gave it to the man in the moon But I'm on a get well soon This happy face is watching me die Elevate me to another
are my God And I will ever praise You Oh God, You are my God Oh God, You are my God And I will ever praise You I will seek You in the morning And I will
you When you say I will carry you Be your strength And pull you through Reach for me And take my hand We will pray And we will stand In a world Crying
for a lifetime Against the wind and the rain of every season Won't walk away in the hard times I will be your friend I'm saying I will be your friend
I will be your shelter I'll give you my shoulder Just reach out for my love Reach out for my love Call my name and my heart will hear I will be there
will we grovel at the feet of wealth and power (Tell me) How long will we bow down to that golden calf How long will be too long (Tell me) How long will
here come Big Will again [Will Smith] Here I come y'all, here I come y'all Watch your back y'all, here I come y'all [Verse One: Will Smith] For years
Switch Alright ready Come on man, this is what I do Yo mic check, mic check, yeah here you go nah, hit me over here Yeah, I heard he got that hot new
Big Willie! Uh, uh, uh - get on the floorrrr! [Chorus 2X: Will Smith] Ohhh! I'm the party starter You might have a good time but we party harder So,
He's a nice guy - sometimes y'all mistake nice for soft, so I before I go off I just [Will Smith] RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH RAH [Verse Two: Will Smith] Will
[Will Smith] Mic check, one two one two This dedicated to an old friend of mine, Michelle She a holy roller now, turned over a new leaf Now e'rything
Will Smith] Original - a first form from which varities arise An authentic work of art as opposed to an imitation, or reproduction [Verse One: Will Smith
[Mary J. Blige] Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy Whyyyyyy, whyyyyyy [Chorus: Will Smith - while Mary repeats in background] I really wish I could explain it baby It
fan Black radio, they won't play though Ever since "Summertime" they ain't liked none of mine Even though the fans went out & bought enough I guess they think Will
dude out on the floor OD'n, just way overdancin You know so his mami wanna holla at me [Verse Two: Will Smith] She thought my name was Billy, I told her it was Willie
Man homey look {*"pump ya brakes"*} Now slide right, and just {*"pump ya brakes"*} Wanna holla at you in a minute F'real, ha ha {*"pump ya brakes"*} [Verse One: Will Smith
[Will Smith] Uhh.. hoo! Uh, yo, Big Will, in the place to be Mic check and uh, mic check and uh Uh, uh, yo Would you love me in the shack in a shanty
