[00:00.00] 作词 : C. Parker/Hubert Laws/LL Cool J[00:00.44] 作曲 : LL Cool J/Hubert Laws/Charlie Parker[00:00.88]向LL COOL J 致敬![00:01.88][00:02.88]Mr. Smith[00:03.43]Uh Mr. Smith, Mr Smith, Mr Smith[00:14.12]Uh Mr Smith, it’s the bomb y’knowhutI’msayin? Mr Smith[00:18.06]Mr Smith, word up kid, yeah Mr Smith, check it out[00:22.49]I’m goin to the top leavin smoke in my trail[00:25.32]B***h ass gangstas put that ass on sale[00:27.95]And even if I’m twice as expensive as the rest[00:30.56]when I go for dolo you ain’t checkin for nuttin less[00:33.49]My strategy is splittin brain mother****ers[00:36.02]It’s ya majesty bringin you a tragedy[00:38.70]Yeah, on the butcher block slice her like a ox[00:41.64]When it’s time to get down, b***h I jam like a Glock[00:44.53]I bust thru all types of red tape and sue papes[00:47.54]B*****s come old but they always wanna infiltrate[00:50.15]I’m cuttin snakes thru the belly witta icepick[00:52.95]and scoopin hotties, a strong aisle of flip trips[00:55.66]It’s the rebirth of murkin mother****ers once again[00:58.35]I drain with ink and put your blood in my pen[01:01.23]I’m breakin ribs til somethin gives[01:03.63]A b***h got to live and Mr Smith is power god, kid[01:06.59]Mr Smith you got the shit sewed up[01:09.04]Work ya thang baby, show em how to blow up[01:28.47]What? You wanna do what? You lack the vitality[01:31.92]originality, so face reality[01:34.79]I’m on some ole wild shit, ya mother****ers can’t get wit[01:38.00]Matter of fact, mornin yawn and suck a d**k[01:40.29]Nah hold up, the **** is goin on?[01:42.15]All these cartoon character MC’s gettin airborne[01:45.41]Takin off like a hot air balloon[01:47.71]Goin up up up, oh no kaboom[01:50.98]Bring your heroes down to ground zero[01:54.02]Shotty grippin ya grill like Pesci and DeNiro[01:56.53]I’m on some ****ing shit, throats is gettin slit[01:59.18][02:02.07]Tell them ole Jap b*****s they need to go and stick it[02:04.87]cos when it comes to this rap shit I’m mad wicked[02:07.51]The grand sire bringin flavour to the whole game[02:10.25]Mr. Smith is my ****in' name[02:16.06]Mr Smith you got the shit sewed up[02:29.40]Work ya thang baby, show em how to blow up[02:34.24]To the bridge[02:35.74]Mr Smith (I was a mack since birth)[02:38.63]Talkin bout Mr Smith (I invented the taadow!) Uh[02:39.79]Talkin bout Mr Smith[02:42.31]Talkin bout Mr Smith[02:45.00]Talkin bout[02:46.36]Time’s up, your rhyme’s up, mix the lines up[02:48.73]I’m about to blow the spot up with that divine touch[02:51.42]I got the magnetic energetic lyrical calasthetic[02:54.23]Ya better call a medic cos ya look pathetic[02:57.45]Guan boy it’s the champion Mr Smith[03:00.62]Your b*****s couldn’t raise up with a forklift[03:02.67]****ed the hammer, peep out the grammar[03:05.02]It’s hard like Bacardi and hot like a house party[03:08.17]All your so-called flavor niggas is deade[03:10.49]Your next step is where ya headed so don’t forget it[03:13.48]Your rhymes is beat, your steelo’s scarred to scrape[03:16.20]When you scream you sound muddy like a bled teeth[03:18.88]I get’cha open like f-lay, ’tack you when I spray[03:21.80]Lethal compositions around your way[03:24.43]I’m the maniacal murderous Mr James Smith[03:27.50]Rippin ya ass out the frame with my verbal gift[03:29.88]Mr Smith you got the shit sewed up[03:40.88]Work ya thang baby, show em how to blow up[03:46.39]终