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Yo i need the lyrics to We Wont, if any1 has any corrections to the lost & found lyrics please tell me..i also need the lyrics to that freestyle will did on tim westwood..and the verse he dropped at the nokia music festival.. can any1 help me out?

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Lean Back Freestyle

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Tim Westwood

Big Will

Dj Jazzy Jeff (yep)

In the place

A lil flavor

Big Will...like this

uh

Mic check and uh

Don't stop and uh

Mic check and uh

It's the chosen one on the mic

It's the chosen one on the mic

(jazzy: what you got?)

Not in the Biblical sense

but in the lyrical context

my contents illuminate your nonsense

under the pretense that violence blowuptuates your profits

then forward progress will condense them

so get the goin' start, blow the target

rap world's an open market

golden hearted so my flow gets charted

oh my God, it's him again, it's Will again, but his flows retarded

wait, could it be he's getting better still?

possibly we could be seein' a better Will?

possibly he could be earning more cheddar still?

learn so much from he we should get a bill?

sees the boundaries, he blows it open

he's been ropa dopin' now he's floatin' G's

you gonna try him? Man, I don't condone it

rap's dying and our only hope is the chosen

check that

Observe, it's the brick, the imperviously one

sick with the verbs he has done

quickly, what it takes some a lifetime to do

write rhymes, then into

the bright lights of hollywood (uhu)

son from the slum to the red carpet

now he's feed off chewing gum in the head office

with his air-force ones on the phone talking

Son's flick number one again, chromes hawking

give me ten feeth, rolling ten deep

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Don't be mad cuss your girlfriend wanne date him

don't be mad cuss your mother wished she would have made him

above you and your crew is where they both rate him

many many times, many many rhymes

been on many many stages, many many pages

from plenty women, they wanne get a minute of em

a good brain is a minimum, love a lil venom in em

Yo, i have gotta rock, no mather how my movies pop

So just give me the mic, cuss i won't stop

and i'ma promose to god to keep it hot

__________________________________________________________

I don't know the parts where the ??? are...so somebody should help me out here!

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Here's the verse from the start of the Nokia Urban Music Festival, the lines that are red are ones I'm not sure about...

Yo!, Like this y'all

Like check y'all

It's like this y'all

Where the ladies at?

Where ma ladies at?

Where ma ladies at?

Where ma ladies at?

One two and a

you don't stop and a

It's like this y'all

and ya can't quit

Yo,

Beware, he's here

Prepare, Yo the  

champ the town, you can't sit down

yo my, flow is sick

infectin ???

with the ???

no time I'm chasin' papers

I'm thinkin' bout takin' the H and O outta Hollywood

puttin' the W I turn it into Willywood

kinda hot

I really should

you crazy niggas If I want to I really could

I wanted to do sort of a performance

with ???

top of my game but nonchalant

sign my name

the great likes a ??? of my ???

explain my fame

easy, I just shock 'em a lot

my first, fake left, move right

only take is you to underestimate me

my ego ignite

when I walk to the stage like a big fight

all cheers

no jeers

I've been kickin' for years

right, here in fronta you

whatever you wanna do

Gunny, I'm like Sun Tzu  

you know how done do  

war is an art form

me against me

my mind the only boundary from what I wanna be

the key to life is on a treadmill

I just watch and learn while ya chest burn

cos if you say ya gonna run three miles and run two

I don't ever have to worry about losin' at nothin' to you

for Real

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here's some help fan4ever:

give me ten feet, rolling ten deep in the rolls

And ten Jeep's with a soulmate, grinnin' when he speaks and

Many women think of sinnin' when he creeps in

Again and again, he winnin' openin' weekend

Cream linen with the top down, don't hate him

Don't be mad cuss your girlfriend wanna date him

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here's we won't

CAUTION: THESE LYRICS WERE TYPED UP BY ME AND I DO REQUIRE CREDIT FOR ANY USING OF THESE LYRICS AS THEY ARE FROM MY WEBSITE, http://www.jjfp.tk THANK YOU

Will Smith - We Won't

Na na na

It's the engineer, turn me up (yeah)

Time to hit the floor now (whoo)

Big Will (and) DJ Kool

Yo, yo, yo

The crowd captivator, hunt miles past the haters

Stadium and coliseum, pack it later

I take the Soundscan, Billboard elevator

To the top floor, can't see me? (get ya weight up)

My labor made my paper favor major wages

July fourth box office mutilator

I made the ladies show shade at a player

When I made the play to snatch up Jada (na na na)

On the fader, DJ Jazzy Jeff and on the paper

I do my thing fresh from alpha to omega

To my last breath I'm the anti-perpetrator

Tryin' to contest, better bring along

All ya boys, if you comin' I'm King Kong

Little toys better run or just sing along

Gettin' mad cause your girl keeps clingin' on

Sing the song y'all, come on

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't, we won't (slow down)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't (uh uh) we won't (uh uh)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't, we won't (slow down)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't (uh uh) we won't (oh no)

Come on baby, can we take it down (what?)

Come on baby, can we break it down? (uh uh)

Please baby, can we slow it down? (nope)

Then come with it, we can work it now

Here I come with the sound of the drummy drum drum

If you're really dumb, homie come and get some

Don't front on a top gun when you're not one

Ten top tens, you ain't even got one

Here I come with the sound of the drummy drum drum

If you're really dumb, homie come and get some

Don't front on a top gun when you're not one

Ten top tens, you ain't got none

Chronic awards show nominee

And the biggest movie of year, trust I'ma be in it

See me in the Bentley deep tinted

Six time Grammy's presented

Never been timid (yeah)

Accolades from the crowd give me incentive to keep bein' inventive

It's a crowd on the floor, I'm in it

It's an award, I'ma win it, trust in it!

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't, we won't (slow down)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't (uh uh) we won't (uh uh)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't, we won't (slow down)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't (uh uh) we won't (oh no)

Come on baby, can we take it down (what?)

Come on baby, can we break it down? (uh uh)

Please baby, can we slow it down? (nope)

Then come with it, we can work it now

Are you ready for the arsonist?

Non-stop, no pause in this

You don't really want no parts of this

Dial 9-1-1 tell 'em Big Will the cause of this

One caution Miss, when you come up in here flossin' Miss

Little stiletto heels, you gonna be tossin' Miss

Got lips like Rosario Dawson, Miss

Come here, give the boss a kiss

If your man gotta ask, "what's the cause of this?"

Probably can't properly sauce your wrist

If he lost your wrist, really shouldn't toss a fist

Ever since 'Ali' it's an automatic loss in this

I must insist, blindly you trust in this

Smash hit, still didn't cuss in this

Foreign chicks, blushin' twists

Russian chicks fainted from touchin' this, must insist

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't, we won't (slow down)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't (uh uh) we won't (uh uh)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't, we won't (slow down)

We won't, we won't (stop y'all)

We won't (uh uh) we won't (oh no)

Come on baby, can we take it down (what?)

Come on baby, can we break it down? (uh uh)

Please baby, can we slow it down? (nope)

Then come with it, we can work it now

Here I come with the sound of the drummy drum drum

If you're really dumb, homie come and get some

Don't front on a top gun when you're not one

Ten top tens, you ain't even got one

Here I come with the sound of the drummy drum drum

If you're really dumb, homie come and get some

Don't front on a top gun when you're not one

Ten top tens, you ain't got none

Edited by reborn2reign
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Lean Back Freestyle

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Tim Westwood

Big Will

Dj Jazzy Jeff (yep)

In the place

A lil flavor

Big Will...like this

uh

Mic check and uh

Don't stop and uh

Mic check and uh

It's the chosen one on the mic

It's the chosen one on the mic

(jazzy: what you got?)

Not in the Biblical sense

but in the lyrical context

my contents illuminate your nonsense

under the pretense that violence blowuptuates your profits

then forward progress will condense them

so get the goin' start, blow the target

rap world's an open market

golden hearted so my flow gets charted

oh my God, it's him again, it's Will again, but his flows retarded

wait, could it be he's getting better still?

possibly we could be seein' a better Will?

possibly he could be earning more cheddar still?

learn so much from he we should get a bill?

sees the boundaries, he blows it open

he's been ropa dopin' now he's floatin' G's

you gonna try him? Man, I don't condone it

rap's dying and our only hope is the chosen

check that

Observe, it's the brick, the imperviously one

sick with the verbs he has done

quickly, what it takes some a lifetime to do

write rhymes, then into

the bright lights of hollywood (uhu)

son from the slum to the red carpet

now he's feed off chewing gum in the head office

with his air-force ones on the phone talking

Son's flick number one again, chromes hawking

give me ten feeth, rolling ten deep in the rolls

And ten Jeep's with a soulmate, grinnin' when he speaks and

Many women think of sinnin' when he creeps in

Again and again, he winnin' openin' weekend

Cream linen with the top down, don't hate him

Don't be mad cuss your girlfriend wanne date him

don't be mad cuss your mother wished she would have made him

above you and your crew is where they both rate him

many many times, many many rhymes

been on many many stages, many many pages

from plenty women, they wanne get a minute of em

a good brain is a minimum, love a lil venom in em

Yo, i have gotta rock, no mather how my movies pop

So just give me the mic, cuss i won't stop

and i'ma promose to god to keep it hot

Peace

That are the lyrics to the lean back freestyle Tim! You can put them on your site, all Wes and I want is a lil thank you on the page!! :thumb: :wiggle:

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