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Will Smith · Lost and Found by Billy Glick Will Smith died at the age of twenty-five shortly before he was due to star in Independence Day.1 His work with DJ Jazzy Jeff was entered into the canon of archetypal hip-hop and Jazz did a tribute with Sting. Certainly, Will would still be behind Pac, Biggie, and probably even Eazy E on people's lists of the Top 10 early 90s rappers cut down in their prime, but his name wouldn't invoke the disdain it does today. In the interceding ten years since his fictional death, on an alternate timeline, things to proceed as they have. Will becomes a movie star, loses any grit he once had and records a series of admittedly terrible albums with, nonetheless, decent intentions. Now, thanks to magic or something, family-friendly Will is doing an interview for Hitch at a radio station in Philly when he notices twenty-five-year-old Will, goofy, but legit, swaggering by and flipping him the bird. How would he try to make it up to himself? By making an album, Lost and Found, featuring Snoop Dogg and Timbaland, which rips off Usher's "Yeah," gentrifies Ludacris' "Act a Fool," disses Eminem for dissing "Willenium" and samples every annoyingly catchy song of the last year and a half, of course. One critic described Will's album as "Sesame Street rhymes over Playskool beats."2 But, listen carefully to the giant-ass-**** brass of his original-Spiderman-theme-sampling opener "Here He Comes" and you will hear a man's soul laid bare. He sees the peak of his career's arc fading in the rearview mirror. Maybe he's getting a bad rap. Maybe while 50 and The Game try to reinvigorate thug culture in hip hop and Usher releases another lame slow jam about infidelity, Will is thanklessly forging a middle road. Maybe people would actually give a damn what he had to say if he didn't take such a goddamned holier-than-thou attitude about it. On "Could U [sic] Love Me" he questions whether people only say they love him because of his money and fame, but as he constantly repeats how much he's worth and one wonders whether he would love himself if it weren't for the money.3 Lost and Found is Will's return to the streets. In fact, he boasts that his hiatus from the industry gave him ample time to practice his flow. But the music is terrible, and the lyrics and ego often betray the potential of the album's message. The video for "Switch," the first single off the album, is a testament to Will's dancing and for the first fleeting seconds, it's like watching an episode of The Fresh Prince. Then he starts mock-spanking his dance partner and yapping about his career in movies. Perhaps a better choice for single would have been "Pump Ya Brakes." It's continued on page 14 got a catchy beat, a concise chorus and features Snoop Dogg. Too bad every aspect of it is blatantly stolen from Ludacris. This from the man whose single features the lyric "don't download, go out and buy the album." So if we all listen to Will's "manifesto" of mainstream-moral-high-ground-taking-drug-free hip hop, we'll all soon be dancing in the club, sipping dubious beverages, but otherwise saying "No" to drugs and not letting anybody rile us up while we objectify the living **** out of women. Billy Glick is a second-year Architecture major who thinks it's a drip that he can't feel a drip on the strip. http://www.the-declaration.com/2005-04-28/1059

yeah kool ted

http://www.kiss108.com/main.html thats the website

thats the first time ive seen Will do all three verses from summertime :peace:

its gonna be heavily front loaded tho..as all the fans rush out 2 see it str8 away..still good word of mouth could see it get there

they are sum good ones ted and wes! heres a few more.. Slim kid tre from the pharcyde - runnin There comes a time in every mans life when he's gotta handle **** up on his own Can't depend on friends to help you in a sqeeze, please they got problems of their own Down for the count on seven chickens ****s don't get to heaven til they faced these fears in these fear zones Used to get jacked back in high school I played it cool just so some real **** won't get full blown Being where I'm from they let the smoke come quicker than an evil red-neck could lynch a helpless colored figure And as a victim I invented low-key til the keyhole itself got lower than me So I stood up and let my free form form free I don't sweat it I let the bull**** blow in the breeze in other words just freeze this is one of my favs from s.o.m. cant believe they were only 17 when they wrote this Phesto: In school I never used to raise my hand in class I always knew the teacher's hand a passing grade to me in the back, relax cause they wasn't kickin' facts in facts I never learned nuttin', Opio: I can fool with the school system they take facts and twist 'em into knots, right up the block's a spot to get a 40 around the corner get craps, Phesto: Perhaps these is traps to keep us tapped saps, can buy gats with flat-tipped bullet caps in the locker room with no hassle and assholes sell cracks in sacks to class-foes & friends cause the mass goes with the trend. Opio: My friend the niggas makin' ends is livin' illegal that's the way to go I'm out to get dough. Phesto: Dough? The education, to get you further than murder and drugs with thugs you're better off being a nerd. Opio: That's absurd life don't mean nuthin' without phat pockets that's the only way to get paid you tell me who profits. [CHORUS:] "O&P: Tell me who profits? O: I'll have G's, P: But you'll get shot, kid (dick)!" Tajai: Huh! ya gotta wonder why niggas plunder, kill have ya torn a sunder cuz I'ma build and fill a glass pipe full of crack and black men's pockets be phat a little lets whittle the way to the core now ya packin' a Glock mackin' the block fight with the cops well, who ya takin' the risk for? A kingpin swingin' with the president greasin' 'em up & givin' 'em papes for drugs in the States have ya dodgin' niggas and caps he's with George & Clarence digging golf balls out of sand traps he's never seen Frisco or Oakland he got a glimpse of New York when he went to see the opera ("ahhhhhh!" He's seventy-six, getting senile if we live past 2-4 we're due for a stay in the penile so see now, we polish our Berettas but there's no boats or caine fields nowhere in the ghetto Yo...

do you think they'll be playing this 1 on there radio station?

well jazzy jeffs with Will on all the performances.. no solo stuff tho

fox studios

I really enjoyed it and i didnt have high expectations.. some of the dialogue was appaling..and im still not convinced hayden christianson or natilie portman can act.. but everyone else was really good..special efx amazing..music amazing..great action scenes.. good movie :thumb:

maybe agent FP has to interrogate lil kim :kekeke:

and this.. We Silver Surfing over soundwaves, scalpin tickets to my show for twenty dollars more than face value pays Curse my vowels on you holdin kids, marvel and gaze I strip the tarnish off the microphone, sharp as a spade Bring my plans to fruition, with intuition known to witches The Hieroglyphic argonauts bombard the spot with sandblasting, grand eloquence eloquent talented like balance beam medalists, the seismic Hi fidelity poltergeist in your amplifiers Bustin from the top like snipers, niggaz hyper Ventilate at the sight of the arch nemesis When Phesto D walks the premises I leave em mumma-fied like Tutan-khamun With premonitions like Hyrahnomeus, device is incisive And still be rockin the mic with arthritis And blow the sleeves off your shirt, cause you'll need a life vest to survive this, any anonymous character from Bay Area 51 to Copernicus I'm turnin kids to concrete, or be impaled on the stallic mic, with the slightest impulse I'm hair trigger, explode and reconstitute but bigger Put the mic in the death, crane like The Vigilante Manhandling, your crime family like Stan Lee Branding niggaz with the Hiero, symbol and adrenalin is, hallucinogenic By the time the ambulance rolled up, the pharmaceuticals entered They won't be able to identify ya dental records on laser disk, CD, tape or vinyl The Hiero, glyphics play the Iron Curtain Drop the gavel on your gangster babble and face the verdict

check this phestos verse on medeication.. I'm the loose cannon aid on deck Detonate in a millisec Covered in a blackened silloutte And still reflects enough light To shatter your body like a pinyata Bobofet or Jim Cata doin' lyrical kapoeta The net to netta Smokin' purple fibers off the hedges Till it's resin And pledge allegiance To the essence Confront Phes rock Ever present with hesitance My tongue twistin' tornadoes Never miss your residence You cackling cacophonies Me and the mic is holy matrimony Tackling your phony flow matrix You couldn't absorb or deflect the impact With roll cages The soul aces Take you to that oasis

yeah do a search for hieroglyphics - full circle.. or just get on AIm and ill send it 2 ya

damn you're signature is dope..phesto's underrated..he gets the least props out of any1 in hiero..probably because it takes abt 50 listens to realise how dope his verses are! :kekeke: you should hear his verse on fantasy island on full circle! and another fav is medication - "me and the mic is holy matrimony"

ohh all of us returns..look like the predictions were wrong

hopefully it can get up top 6,000 spins :wiggle:

#4 on the pop chart is great! hopefully this will boost the album sales

i was gonna get 1 with will n jeff on the red carpet..but we didnt get around 2 it..it was a busy time with Will and Jeff working on "here he comes" and all..

i was backstage i wasnt abt to bust out the bootleg recording devices amongst all wills people :kekeke:

70, 000 seeing that performance has gotta increase lost and founds sales! :ali:

yeah since jazzy jeff and fresh prince never did any touring in the last 15 years..these performances are all we got..its probably the only time im looking for the one was ever performed live on that dvd :peace: