Will Smith Willywood Freestyle/Unreleased Track Lyrics

Yo,
Beware, he's here
Prepare, Yo the
Champs in town, you can't sit down
Yo my, flow is sick
Infectin vixens with the vapors
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
The crazy thing is if I want to I really could
I'm one of the dudes
Sort of a performance savant
Top of my game but nonchalant
Sign my name
It ring like the cock of the glock
Explain my fame
Easy, I just shock 'em a lot
My first, fake left, move right
Only take is you to underestimate me
Then my ego ignite
When I walk to the stage like a big fight
All cheers
No jeers
I've been giggin 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

Thanks to Jonny for some help with the lyrics