(Will Smith talking)

I believe in God

I believe in destiny

Not destiny in the sense of all of our ecstasy and pre-determined

But destiny in the sense, of the freedom to choose

Our ability to choose, who we are and who we're supposed to be



(Will Smith rapping)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, I was born to reign

Point blank my name, to be extra stone, destiny pre-ordained

Trial and righteous, fighting for life

This my life, and that's why I go to my vices

Tighten the vices of truth, on the roofless

They rhymin', the crime is, just useless

The path of the poison, the Genesis of the gentle side

You and your boys, tryin' to decide

What to write, but your pen is a sword

And the blade has been forged, young minds gettin' gorged

States have been altered, by labor, by weed

And then hate gets exalted, as art falls to grieve

Choices is made, as the voices is laid

On the track, contract, ya souls the wage, sold ya wage

Did you see his new Benz, but your like a syringe

Now a part of you ???, gotta lot of new friends, gotta lot of new ends

Bought a house up in the hills fronting shouts at the pen

Giving false accounts, of your accounts amounts

Amounts of fans tweezing, stands to reason

Since your inception, laced with deception

And ??? false affection, it must parish

From a terrace, I see the fire burning the streets

But I won't shield my eyes to the heat

Born To Reign

Oooooooooh

I was Born To Reign

Oooooooooh

I was Born To Reign