Y'all KnowObserve the high rollerMic controllerNumber one
hip-hop soncall me solarWhy? cause I shinePraise the Big Willie
I'mRaised in Philly Idaze and thrillin' yaDon't
be silly, ya can't see meAgain I'm killin ya on
MTVJust get with it my friend(Damn another award)Dat kid done
did it again(Oh my Lord)Da fantasticBoombasticGettin' ten
times hotter than any you other cats getPracticeYou lack
thisI'm the real McCoyFirst with Jeff I was startinThen
with Martin I'm a BadboySee more green than David BentMore
juice than TropicanaYou hawkin me like AtlantaMC's just
flee, they rightfully concernedBig Will wants the mic back,
it's my turn ta burnVerse 2:I'm back attackin the
micHype like a VikingStrikin like a pythonBlaze like JonA
hip-hop icon, MC radicalBack on track from my rap/act
sabatacleNine-point-six on the richterKicked her, hands so
slicktaChicks quickta flip thaBright glance and the tight
pantsfor the slight chance, "Big Willie can we get one
dance?"Why yes you may an', I'm just sayinThat dress
you playin, is A-Okay anThis is your chance for, at least it
could befor you an you girlfriend on the dancefloor,
menege-boogieOn the scene I fronts an dashin, fashionLost my
cream once, now I'm stashin cashinCountries and currencies,
like a true DonIt's a new time and this time watch me
shineThe way y'all blaze through the days and nightsHow I
deal with the craze my momma raised me rightWhether I'm on
stage or in the studio booth100 proof, raisin the roof, raisin
the roof!Chorus:Y'all know, Can't nobody rock a crowd
like meHe know, Can't nobody make it bounce like meShe
know, Can't nobody get it hot like meY'all know,
Y'all need ta stop cause ya can't see meVerse 3:Seven
continents I bruise all cruiseAdidas, kilts, or bamboos and no
shoesEskimos to AbariginiesI'll test the flow of the
world's MC'sI'll hit you out the ball parkYou
just all talkDon't be lookin at my script, you can't
play my partSee I'm a rapper thats an actorYou act rap with
no heartThe way that I compose those flows like MozartGets
somthin like a symphony, when I'm orchestratin' emEver
since the days of me an Jeff at the PaladiumAll my life I've
been the cream of the cropShoppin a dream, now I got a crop full
of creamI raise mics for the flow of it, you know the show of
itNot the Benz 600 four door of it(keep it real yo)I'm a
rhyme regardless of earninLong as my heart keeps yearninI gots
ta keep burninChorus 5x