[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 were 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 thats 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 wont shield my eyes to the heat

Born to Reign
Oooooooooh
I was Born to Reign
Oooooooooh
I was Born to Reign