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Will Smith

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I was in a club, one friday
A lovely lady comes walking my way
She walked up and she said, "hello"
I said, "hi, my names joe"
I was lyin', so was she

She said her name was donna
But her shirt said marie
Once you get to know me
You'll never forget me
I said why, then she bit me

Ouch, that didn't hurt, kinda nicked me
But she ripped my shirt, at that point i fell asleep
Woke up at her house, in the back of a jeep
A blazer, '89, tinted windows
I wish it was mine, oh, it is
But where are my keys?
There they are in the ignition

I'm at her house
It's a tepee
No, it's a cabin
No, a skyscrapper

No, an igloo, no, it's a shack
Forget it, i'll go around back
It's a castle, with a moat
How i get across boat
Shooo, i hate that sound

I went inside, looked right, looked left
There she is, oh, no that's jeff
He's invisible, i went downstairs
It's a loft, no, it's a dungeon
There she is, doing areobics
No, yoga, no, karate

You killed my teacher
But, what a body

No, he wasn't there, i'm tellin' you i saw her
No, really i saw her, he was playin' checkers
No, nintendo, ok, i'm lyin'
There she is, watching t v

All my children, no, that's cosby
No, speed racer, no, that's shaft
No, that's kimble, my fault the tv's off
There she is, what a doll
No, that's chucky from child's play, i kissed her
And she told me this is home
I entered a dimension called the twilight zone
Where anything can happen

I'm rough like sandpaper, hard like algebra
You should be glad that i was nice, and i allowed ya to
Step on stage, to kick your ryhmes off
I tried to be nice, but you mistook that for softness
Now it's goin' to hell with your opinion
What i say goes fom now on, this is my dominion
Are there any rappers to step on stage
'cause if you do you'll feel the force of my rage, i'm on a rampage

Syche just hit me, jeff wanted to do that
But i didn't, i thought that it would make the record dumb
I guess i wasn't wrong
Mary had a little lamb, her fleece was white as snow
And everywhwre that mary went, so did humpty dumpty
Jack and jill went up a hill, to fetch a pail of water, jack fell down
And broke his crown, hickory, dickory, dock
Got to use the bathroom now, sike, i was drafted

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