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Y'all Know

Album - Big Willie Style

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

verse 2

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

he know can't nobody make it bounce like me

she know can't nobody get it hot like me

y'all know y'all need ta stop cause ya can't see me

verse 3

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

Added 07/17/2011

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