Uh uh, ah uh
Yo Jeffrey Buss it
What are ya doin in there?
Word em up word em up word em up
In the place at about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince just bu bu buggin out
Losing it all no sense
Ay Jeff scratch it scratch it man, scratch it
Uh aw that was decent
Now scratch it a quick joint, a quick one Jeff
Oh yeah yeah
We just bugging we just having some fun
Me and Jeffrey
He's the DJ, I'm the Rapper
Hello can anybody hear me
You can aight that's good you can hear me
Okay it's clear it's good okay everybody's got it
One two
One two and
My rhymes have been written not to be bitten
But as it seems, some suckers keep forgetting the rules about rappin, but that's alright
Cause in the next five minutes I'm a have them all uptight
Stronger than a dinosaur, better known than Santa
Man the battles I battle, I usually win em
In less than a minute, but it all depends
On how long it takes you rappers to realise
That trying to defend yourself is ridiculous
Didn't you get my message its out of the question
Cause you're toys boys, I'm the Real McCoy
I'm really gonna enjoy seeing you destroyed
If I was Fred Flintstone I'd probably own all of Bedrock
If I was a criminal I'd probably own a cellblock
If I was in the Navy I would own the sea
But I'm a poet so I own the whole rap industry
I'm like a lion my man, and the streets are my den
It's either kill or be killed, so I kill
I kill again and again and again
Surmount the times, rappers I'll slaughter them
I tie em up and throw them in the water
Then I'll just walk away like nothing ever happened until somebody else starts rappin
That's when I snap a
