WILL SMITH - Y`ALL KNOW Lyrics

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