Solomon, A Serenata: No. 23, Air, "Softly arise, O Southern breeze!" (A Man) - No. 24, Chorus, "Ye Southern breezes!"

歌詞

(VERSE 1: Breeze) Take a look in the future, I'd ask who'd ya Heard beat me - wrong, somebody fooled ya They never riff or cause me to panic Or make me resort to my old time antics Refuse to lose, I'm always winnin, see, I'll Never duck you in a battle of freestyle So hit the highway and just truck on Sucker duck, you're stuck on, now get the fuck on Beat, you can't be under, so low, I'm a solo S-o-l-o, you gotta show and prove on the strength Cause ain't nobody hittin like Tyson, I'm goin the length I'm The Young Son Of No One in rap Like the man I mentioned two lines back Never duck or weave, just believe I never run Cause I been crowned The Young Son Of No One (I'm not only a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a prophet I'm the resurrector, I'm the savior of the boxing world If it wasn't for me the game would be dead) (- Let me see you close your mouth and just keep it closed - Well you know that's impossible - No, no, no, no...) (VERSE 2: Breeze) Stop keepin me back, suckers are steadily chasin me Controls my goal and soul is how I'm livin, see My step is kept, so let me rule the industry The top of hip-hop where rap is takin me Promotional hype, yeah, that's why I wrote this You claim I owe you this, so then promote this Cut the sation, my talent you're wastin Front on this, man, you must be basin Tyson hits hard, the kid is hittin harder I'm good at what I do, Pooh's my sparring partner Throwin cuts, stabs, hooks, jabs, bolos It's not many, if any, who can throw those Tyson is a adjective to describe the kid Admit it you can do or done what I did My gameplan is printed, it ended in round one Yo yo, another KO for The Young Son Of No One (I'm young I'm handsome I'm fast I'm pretty and can't possibly be beaten) (And can't possibly be beaten) (It is true that I do a lot of talk and everything I say I mean to back it up) (VERSE 2: Breeze) T-Y-S-O-N, let the lesson begin Killin at will and can still get fresher when The beat is kinda hype in sweat I'm soakin in No jokin, D, start chokin em Every fight is a fluke, that's how I'm takin em You might damage a dome but I'm breakin em Just like Tyson performance is flawless Goin the round, beatin you down, clown The Young Son Of No One means that I'm the son of none The fight is over before I even throw one My attitude is rude so listen to every word up Lose to another dude, that's undheard of Don't call me a psycho cause I didn't bite no Beats are not weak cause they're kinda like hype, yo I'm back on the rise, are you surprised? I know you thought I'd run From now on, call me The Young Son Of No One (What percentage of the fans you feel will be coming) (What percentage of the fans you feel will be coming) (- What percentage of the fans you feel will be coming to see him and what percentage do you feel will be coming to see you? - Well 100% will be coming to see me but 99% will come to see me get beaten - Do you really feel that way? - Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk too much) (- I got these) - And they represent... - These represent dynamite Prrr... - There ya go) (An unheard of thing) (- He's young He's handsome - They know it! - He's a poet, a prophet and many people believe he'll be the next heavyweight champion of the world) (And many people believe he'll be the next heavyweight champion of the world) (Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk too much) (Because they think I talk) (Because they think I talk) (Because they think I talk too much)