yes
  at the start of the new jiggyness
  with the Trackmasters
  Camp Lo and
  Willie
  gon' give it to ya
  know what I mean
  lot of macoronis here
  check it out for all the
  tenderonis
  ah ha ha
  like chatchy and joni
    lights camera action
  the hip-hop attraction
  Fresh Priggy
  John Bliggy
  player haters been hatin' all my playin' for years
  now they seein' they worst fears as I bathe in cheers
  parades and accolades
  all shades and ages
  it's me the outrageous
  my zeal contageous
  the smile inspirator
  Aspen to Grenada
  one of the only mc's to say cheese with Scharwtzenegger
  everywhere I go they know me
  Planet Hollywood in Paris accidently spilt a drink upon they ??
  truth of the matter I've been loungin'
  livin' it up givin' it up
  in monopulate surrondings
  been around the world and I-yi-yi
  ain't seen enough of this fly-yi-yi
  my attitude pervasive
  my effervensence
  bringing you back to the essence
  with the...
    yes yes y'all
  and ya don't stop
  mic check y'all
  and ya don't quit
  repeat 2X
    verse two
  'bout to slay you worst than the first verse
  packin' my purse but yo without one curse
  I survive in rarified air where only few can live
  thoughts in my brain like that train in the fugitive
  I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game
  stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name
  a rose by any other still beautifies the room
  so don't get consumed when a brother's known to gloom
  it's amantics but yo it's really good to be back
  never racing the rap just lacing the track
  not sarendipadee with me it was a plan b
  'bout to have an oscar standin' next to my grammiesss
  plural mucho no need to talk though
  I'm a just do so
  I'm comin' at ya with the smoothest slickness
  behold the style lick of this kickin'...
    Chorus
    a GQ cover twice
  this brother's nice
  vanity fair you saw me there
  I discovered life
  outside of rap got the cream and all that
  but kinda left a void in me
  you can't keep runnin' in and out of my life
  said my mic
  aight
  pump your radio you could record
  as they place my welcome mat at the music awards
  coming throgh America tinted in high beams
  rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem
  so to all you player haters while y'all sayin' y'all rhyme
  please stop sayin' Jada cause that name's mine
  I rocked the Philly fade with the divin' waves
  yes yallin' till I'm bald like Issac Hayes
  bad eyes or greys back pain or bad legs
  I'm a get better with age trust
    Chorus