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DJ Jazzy Jeff And The Fresh Prince
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I'm all that
Spill the beans on the table I always sayâ¦
Extra, Extra read all about Fresh Prince is back
You wonder how it
Happen
I wasnât rappinâ
For a long time
But now Iâm back with a strong rhyme
Look, near the camera, snap my picture
Iâll sign my name on it, then I get richer
Like LL said donât call it a comeback
And face the fact
Iâm all that
(I know ya gonna dig this)
Here I am in the flesh
(Who is)
Iâm the funky, funky, funky fresh
Rhyme authority
Rhythm console
Hip-hop liaison
Rap Ambassador
Do the daring, the king of the cut
Prince of poetry and all that stuff
Sexy, sexy, making the honeyâs yell
Girlies passinâ out, ah well
Back from the dead, like Jason
People thought I was over, they were erasinâ
Me and Jeffâs names out of the hit list
But ah, ah, ah not so quick
Cominâ back at cha
Canât go back at cha
Catch this fast ball Iâm throwinâ at yâall
Wake up and smell the coffee, Iâm back now
Thanks for keeping my girl warm for me, pal
The man with the cape, the crown in the center
Out for a while, but wisely kept up
Pen and paper, so when I had my
Oppor-tun-ity, to rap.
I set my goals and then I shot for
What I do best, funny, to hell with hardcore
Voice on radio, face on TV
Spankinâ new funky rhymes on a CD
Out to attack
The wack
Full contact
Itâs gonna be a long night go get a knapsack
I gotta getta make ya face the fact
That Iâm the best rapper
on wax
Iâm all that
(Get wicked)
Get up, get down, get funky, get loose
Iâm the best show and I got proof
In the past there was always that kid doubted
But now Iâm back and thereâs no doubt about it
The writing is on the wall
(Come on)
Gimme ya mike and a stage and Iâm a rip it, rip it, up yâall
Coz I can flow
Is there another rapper in the world, like me, hell no!
No ones like me
Others try to bite me
Bad deba deba bad mike me
Someone like me somewhere
To just not hear
Where the hell they at
Who cares?
Coz your got the ace in the hole
The simple lover brother
Numero uno
The rapper with soul
cominâ out a little on the new tip
for those of you that thought I couldnât do this
yo well consider it done
itâs the same got the parents
just donât understand the same one
people said that I couldnât rap
ha ha ha well you can stop that
coz Iâm a rapper and a half
and in the past I chose to make people laugh
and I was criticized for that
some called me soft, some called me wack
I gotta admit yâall I felt bad
(Whoâd ya call)
so as usual I called my Dad
Heâs sort of a fifty-one year old Casanova
He said son, Yo,
come
on
over.
He sat me down and he told me this
Son when your all that, youâre gonna get dissed
He put his arms around me and he said son
I was all that when I was young
So pump that point on
And set my sights on
Making a record that people thought was the: ??height jon, height joint, high joint???
Philly, born and raised
Iâve been
Gone for days
I canât wait to get back
With my new track
Rhyme like lava
Voice like a volcano
I rhyme through your radio
Words like draedo
A Porsche not eleven and I donât stall Jack
We all that