Lyrics:
something fresh)
Oh yeah we got the club on smash club on smash
Tell the DJ play it back play it back I let em know
I got my party bag party bag (yeah I got
play by the rule
I wanna see your
Hands, hands, hands, hands
(Ah, ah, ah)
Criminal
She looked to me and said like "Where we at though?"
I'm like, this is
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
that's all, single, no more, no less"
That style was created by DJ KRS (Woy)
Offbeat got you out your seat (Woy)
When I created the style, they studied
left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
or hamburger
Cause to me that's suicide, self-murder
Let us get back to what we call Hip Hop
And what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock
How many MC's must get
get back to what we call hip hop
And what it meant to DJ Scot La Rock
How many Mc's must get dissed
Before somebody says, "Don't fuck with Kris!"
Woooo, that was decent, that was decent
That's my DJ, that's my DJ
Jazzy Jeff, I'm the Fresh Prince echoes
Hi hi how ya doin?
How's everyone doin out
Reporting to you live by me the fresh prince
I'm the latest that you heard so you may seem shockin
(what does it all mean)
I'm just rockin
Rockin rockin
Obo
Imole
Mohbad
Marlians
She come for the body
She no come for the doe doe
My baby fresh and clean she be like e koko
And i go stand by you i go be
that's when the stop
And that has been the account of the evenings events
Reporting to you live by me the fresh prince
I'm the latest that you heard so
step like Billy Jean
Moonwalkin' on the devil head, We ain't neva' scared,
Trust in every word, so I know He comin' back for me
I was a smooth criminal
the block parties
In 85 and 86
When the DJ'S played good music
And it was crazy sick
It was loud and booming
And we was all jamming
From Rakim to BDP, MC
(Intro)
In the words of Curtis blow.
Up in the Bronx where the people are fresh. Was born a funky drummer who had to pass a test. Now he's
Mr Vibez, oh..
Oh oh oh oh oh
Let me tell again
Ah ah ah ah
Da one a vibeze, yeah
African vibeze, yeah
Woah woah
Mixed by Alman
Like you, you know
criminal
Getting dissed by the alcoholics and beat nuts
Moved on out cos that whole scene sucks
Catch me back in your city for the redux
Been down on my
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
She threw the pussy and I caught it (caught it), presidential by 40 (40)
That drop hit from Europe (woof), that coupe got deported (ha)
I turn coke
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
greedy
{Yella Boy}
Me and my DJ, Mannie Fresh we done shut the pieces
We fuckin' wive's, we fuckin' daugher's, and even niece's
These hoes like Mosquitos
Alright we ready? We rollin, right?
We rollin, alright
Yo in the place to be and about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the
Fresh Prince in
at the criminal stage since the minimal age of eight
Spending every day ducking the cage of fate
I started off with the purse snatch pay was great
Next day
Uh
Uh
DJ Carnage times Thugger, you know what I'm sayin'?
Thugger times DJ Carnage, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm sayin' nigga?
Ya
on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all the juice
So
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