them fresh ones A fresh one Jeffrey, no music, no music That was decent, that was decent That's my DJ, that's my DJ Jazzy Jeff, I'm the Fresh Prince
your direction Cause you my king mommy I ain't no dog Yo what's with the fence Look in my eyes What you see a frog or a prince Mrs freeze Nice as it
he got me hyped when he played this incredible song And I lost my mind when Ready C played Donkey Kong Yo Ready, get funky with it Yo Jeff man what
said yes I know But by the way sweetheart what's your name She said my friends like to call me exotic Elaine I said my name is the Prince and she said
Caught (In life) In the middle (In love) Caught (In life) In the middle (In love) Caught (In life) In the middle (In love) Caught (In life) In the
in the place to be About this time DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the fresh prince in the house We bout to get busy ol skool style Yo jazzy on the wheels
get his head out of the eighteenth row I was in Jeff's crib one night about eight And we were watchin'a couple of Mike Tyson fight tapes Jeff was like
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is a story all about how My life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I become the prince
cuts were whack, what would you say? Yeah, right Jeff's about to give an incredible display And unequivocally prove that he's the best deejay His name is Jazzy Jeff
On your mark get set and now go A worldwide show Now here's the intro The torch is lit and now the gun is pointed Prepare for the world's best to be anointed
Spill the beans on the table I always say Extra, extra read all about Fresh Prince is back You wonder how it happen I wasn't rappin' for a long time
(I Cant wait to be with you) I Cant wait to see you I Cant wait to be with you Loving you is all I wanna do 10 o clock your flight lands Can't wait to
Intro, the maestro, nice flow Hot like nitro cool as ice though That type of dichotomy, y'all know it's gotta be Who else could it be BUT me? Rub your
Cause chaos broke cause Jeff was on the beatbox (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) Now cut it up, Jeff (Hip-hop) Did you know that
the ultimate life Two kids, a dog, a goldfish - and you as my wife We'd have a rosebush, with a white picket fence And all the neighborhood kids would call me Mr. Prince
move inside you The way that you should feel when you hear a real rap Is trapped in the rhyme and your climbing to the climax A lyrical painter, the fresh prince
you can't spead through Two miles an hour so everybody sees you There's an air of love and of happiness And this is the Fresh Prince's new defintion