I'm All That Lyrics - Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

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 

But now I'm back with a strong rhyme 

Look, near the camera, snap my picture 

I'll sign my name on it, then I get richer 

Like LL said don't call it a comeback 

And face the fact Jack 

I'm all that 

(I know ya gonna dig this) 

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Here I am in the flesh 

(Who is) 

I'm 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 honey's yell 

Girlies passin' out, ah well 

Back from the dead, like Jason 

People thought I was over, they were erasin' 

Me and Jeff's names out of the hit list 

But ah, ah, ah not so quick 

Comin' back at cha 

Can't go back at cha 

Catch this fast ball I'm throwin' at y'all 

Wake up and smell the coffee, I'm 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 

Opportunity, 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 

Spankin' new funky rhymes on a CD 

Out to attack 

The whack 

Full contact 

It's gonna be a long night go get a knapsack 

I gotta getta make ya face the fact 

That I'm the best rapper on wax 

I'm all that 

Photos 

(Get wicked) 

Get up, get down, get funky, get loose 

I'm the best show and I got proof 

In the past there was always that kid doubted 

But now I'm back and there's no doubt about it 

The writing is on the wall 

(Come on) 

Gimme ya mic and a stage and I'm a rip it, rip it, up y'all 

'Cause I can flow 

Is there another rapper in the world, like me? Hell no! 

No one's 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? 

'Cause your got the ace in the hole 

The simple lover brother 

Numero uno 

The rapper with soul 

Comin' out a little on the new tip 

For those of you that thought I couldn't do this 

Yo well consider it done 

It's the same got the parents 

just don't understand the same one 

people said that I couldn't rap 

ha ha ha well you can stop that 

'Cause I'm 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 y'all I felt bad 

(Who'd ya call) 

so as usual I called my Dad 

He's 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, you're 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 high joint 

Philly, born and raised 

I've been 

Gone for days 

I can't 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 don't stall Jack 

(Yo) 

We all that