Listen Now

The Boys start Chasing Forever. Will they get there? Let’s find out. LYRICS Early mornin' wake up Gently with the caress on your hand And that kimono that I bought you on my trip to Japan Sunshine peekin' through the venetian blinds Four years, and like wine, you got finer with time I got a question, if the Prada dressin' and the Gucci All got goes, and the freeze on the Lucci I mean real bad girl, I'm talking rougher than rough Do you think it'd be enough if we just had us? Don't answer quick, think about it cause I'm askin' for real Golddiggers goin' to hear this song drivin' and crash at the wheel Forever is a long time, so far we gettin' along fine No car I ever drove, no ice I ever saw No music I ever made, ain't nothin I wanted more We could deal with whatever together Sunshine, all that other weather, when we chasin' forever

WHAT WE LEARNED TODAY Quite frankly, I don’t think we learned anything. And if we did, it was pretty gross. THE LYRICS I know the deal, I talked to Mary Jane and she said Your ex-boyfriends Mike and Ike are both Lemonheads I ain't tryin ta player hate girl I know That you go with Bazooka Joe Now you know he don't love you like that He tryin ta get a Reeses piece of the Kit-Kat Really hun, what he need is a jawbreaker Cause I'm the one that'll love you baby Now and Later Be my Peppermint Paddy with a Hundred wishes An I'll be your Hershey daddy with a hundred kisses Get the Twins M&M's, they booked us outta flight today Me an you can Starburst to the Milky Way  I don't care what it cost, girl a Hundred Grand We could snicker all night at my Jolly Ranch Just me and you, or call your friends up too  Cause I could get my boys Babe Ruth and Charlston Chew

WHAT WE LEARNED TODAY Willie is an old lawnmower, a candy addict, tight with 50 Cent, unreliable with groceries, may have imagined it all, carries a pocket Bear Grylls, and strokes hair uninvited. THE LYRICS Candy (No Doubt, Do you want to bounce?) It's the same feelin I always feel together but now Candy  Let's get this started now Let's get this started now I ain't gonna lie to you, I remember layin eyes on you All I thought about was livin life beside you, Boo All I want to do is be the perfect guy to you Tell you the truth, it's like (Candy) cause I'm feelin like its callin me You're tryin ta hold on, but fallin Seem quite far ta me I stay strong but it's hard to be Cause somethin bringin out the dog in me (It's like Candy) when I'm keepin my zone Chat on the phone, I lower my tone Steady plottin on takin ya home Gettin all inside of your dome, makin you moan You shoulda known (It's like Candy) As I'm seein you here, Mommy I know your peepin my stare And feelin my glare, brother thinkin bout unrollin the bear Strokin your hair, (Touchin me where?) Yeah there

WHAT WE LEARNED TODAY Willie starts parties and leaves, has incredible eyesight, used to creep and snoop with Snoop in the 90s, disregards names, uses high doses of caffeine to maintain relationships, and is definitely a cannibal. THE LYRICS I ain't gonna lie to you, I remember layin eyes on you All I thought about was livin life beside you, Boo All I want to do is be the perfect guy to you Tell you the truth, it's like (Candy) cause I'm feelin like its callin me You're tryin ta hold on, but fallin Seem quite far ta me I stay strong but it's hard to be Cause somethin bringin out the dog in me (It's like Candy) when I'm keepin my zone Chat on the phone, I lower my tone Steady plottin on takin ya home Gettin all inside of your dome, makin you moan You shoulda known (It's like Candy) As I'm seein you here, Mommy I know your peepin my stare And feelin my glare, brother thinkin bout unrollin the bear Strokin your hair, (Touchin me where?) Yeah there

The Boys conclude their second song, and start to worry for the future of the podcast. WHAT WE LEARNT Big Will is a myth, took all the turf and left Lawrence hanging, times his life by the universal clock, ran a tight coffee shop grift in his youth, is made of platinum, treats his mum and wife right, and is a genital boaster. THE LYRICS Eight-fifty I.S. if you need a lift Who's the kid in the drop? Who else Will Smith Living that life some consider a myth Rock from south street to one two fifth Women used to tease me, give it to me now nice and easy Since I moved up like George and Weezie Cream to the maximum I be asking 'em Would you like to bounce with the brother that's platinum? Never see Will attacking 'em Rather play ball with Shaq and 'em, flatten 'em Psych, kidding Thought I took a spill but I didn't Trust the lady of my life she hitting Hit her with a drop top with the ribbon Crib for my mom on the outskirts of Philly You trying to flex on me? Don't be silly, getting jiggy with it

You won’t believe what happens in this verse! WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY Willie is great in boats and can stand if wants to, can make anywhere a hot tub, has tickets for days, drops names inappropriately, has a poor system for inviting women into his car, wakes up at 6pm to sleep at 3am, is taking back hip hop, and may be imagining all of this! THE LYRICS What you want to ball with the kid? Watch your step you might fall Trying to do what I did Mama mama mama come closer In the middle of the club with the rub-a-dub No love for the haters, the haters Mad cause I got floor seats at the Lakers See me on the fifty yard line with the Raiders Met Ali he told me I'm the greatest I got the fever for the flavor of a crowd-pleaser DJ play another from the prince of this Your highness, only mad chicks ride in my whips South to the West to the East to the North Bought my hits and watch them go off a go off Ah, yes-yes y'all Ya don't stop in the winter or the (Summertime) I makes it hot, getting jiggy with 'em

Things take a dark turn as Will reveals his more terrifying intentions. WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY Willie is a psycho and a dance floor pro, he sprints marathons, is addicted to eye damage, is fluent in pig latin, prone to kidnapping, loves the Spice Girls, and fake smokes cigars THE LYRICS On your mark ready set let's go Dance floor pro I know you know I go psycho when my new joint hit Just can't sit Got to get jiggy wit it, thats it Now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye You gotta Prada bag with a lot a stuff in it Give it to your friend let's spin Everybody lookin' at me Glancin' the kid Wish you nig was dancin' the jig Here with this handsome kid Ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba I just bite it It's for the look I don't light it Illway the amay on the anceday orflay Give it up jiggy make it feel like foreplay Yo my cardio is infinite Ha ha Big willie style's all in it Gettin' jiggy wit it

Thing get real as the Boys conclude their first song. WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY Willie will find you and he will defeat you, he also has the cream touch, has no time for fakers, thinks his name rhymes, and can’t stand it when you read over his shoulder. THE LYRICS Y'all know, Can't nobody rock a crowd like me She know, Can't nobody make it bounce like me He know, Can't nobody get it hot like me Y'all know, Y'all need ta stop cause ya can't see me Seven continents I bruise all crews Adidas, kilts, or bamboos and no shoes Eskimos to Aborigines I'll test the flow of the world's MC's I'll hit you out the ball park You just all talk Don't be lookin at my script, you can't play my part See I'm a rapper that’s an actor You act rap with no heart The way that I compose those flows like Mozart Gets somthin like a symphony, when I'm orchestratin' em Ever since the days of me an Jeff at the Paladium All my life I've been the cream of the crop Shoppin a dream, now I got a crop full of cream I raise mics for the flow of it, you know the show of it Not the Benz 600 four door of it(keep it real yo I'm a rhyme regardless of earnin Long as my heart keeps yearnin I gots ta keep burnin

The Boys continue their hubristic journey into the mind of Big Willie with the second verse of Ya’ll Know. WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY Willie introduces his song structure, is on fire like Jon Blaze, is an earthquake, also a dance floor gentleman, has a broad investment portfolio, and a vast supply of very strong wine. THE LYRICS I'm back attackin the mic Hype like a Viking Strikin like a python Blaze like Jon A hip-hop icon, MC radical Back on track from my rap/act sabbatical Nine-point-six on the richter Kicked her, hands so slickta Chicks quickta flip tha Bright glance and the tight pants For the slight chance, "Big Willie can we get one dance?" Why yes you may an', I'm just sayin That dress you playin, is A-Okay an This is your chance for, at least it could be For you an you girlfriend on the dancefloor, menege-boogie On the scene I fronts an dashin, fashion Lost my cream once, now I'm stashin cashin Countries and currencies, like a true Don It's a new time and this time watch me shine The way y'all blaze through the days and nights How I deal with the craze my momma raised me right Whether I'm on stage or in the studio booth 100 proof, raisin the roof, raisin the roof!

In this, the first episode of a powerful new series, the Boys delve deep into the first verse of the first song: Ya'll Know. WHAT WE LEARNT TODAY: Willie is from Philadelphia, a demigod, the best child of Hip-Hop, an actual star, witness to more green than the hulk, overheated, good at rapping because of practice, and ready to recover his lost microphone. THE LYRICS: Observe the high roller Mic controller  Number one hip-hop son  Call me solar  Why? cause I shine  Praise the Big Willie  I'm Raised in Philly I  Daze and thrillin' ya  Don't be silly, ya can't see me  Again I'm killin ya on MTV  Just get with it my friend (Damn another award)  Dat kid done did it again (Oh my Lord)  Da fantastic  Boombastic  Gettin' ten times hotter than any you other cats get  Practice  You lack this I'm the real McCoy  First with Jeff I was startin  Then with Martin I'm a Badboy  See more green than David Banner  More juice than Tropicana  You hawkin me like Atlanta  MC's just flee, they rightfully concerned  Big Will wants the mic back, it's my turn ta burn