My Buddy Lyrics - Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

I'd like to know, are you really for some super-dynamite sou 

Introducing the world's greatest entertainer 

The amazing Mr. Beat-Beat himself 

The hardest working beatbox in show business 

Ready Rock 

(Ready, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C) 

Tell em your name, tell em your name 

(Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C) 

Ooh that was nice Ready 

(Ready Rock) 

Ready Rock 

Hey man, hold up man 

I think I wanna tell em a little about this man 

Aight break it down Ready, break it down 

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Please pay attention, to my rhymes so I can tell you all about this pal of mine 

He's my buddy, my best friend 

When it's a beat I need it's a beat he'll lend 

I wanna take time-out, to talk about him 

Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him 

We work together like a medical crew 

When I'm backin Ready up (I'm backin Prince up too) 

Tryin to beat us, that doesn't make any sense 

He's Ready Rock see, and I'm the Fresh Prince 

In the rap industry we're ranked at first 

Ain't a better combination in the whole universe 

So if you wanna battle your future looks muddy 

That you just can't beat, my buddy 

Word, break it down break it down Ready 

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We've won so many battles, people think it's a trick 

That when the crowd gets to judge it's US that they'll pick 

They see Ready's face and then they hear my voice 

To choose us as the winners is the natural choice 

Because battle after battle we remain on top 

Cause it's not the way we look, it's the way that we rock 

So if you thought you wanted to battle, bust this rhyme 

Just keep it and I'm sure that I can change your mind 

There was ten wack dudes trying to play high post 

One crew got bold and they began to boast 

But said, y'all shut up and get back in line 

But they refused (what happened now) So now there's nine 

Nine wack crews tryin to rock like this 

They were bitin my rhymes and just couldn't resist 

I said please stop bitin, please don't imitate 

But they kept on bitin, so there's now there's eight 

Eight wack crews poppin big time trash 

Telling us that in a battle we can't last 

The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their) 

There was seven 

Seven wack cruise in a football huddle 

Trying to figure out their next rebuttal 

They came out strong you'd think their The Ultimate but we just dissed em and dismissed, so now there's six 

Six wack groups, tryin to be tough 

Who the hell told em they could rock the mic like us 

We got straight down the business didn't pop no jive 

We just blew em out, so now there's five 

Five wack crews lined up in the hallway 

All perpetrating like they're read to play 

My secretary walked out, she asked for one more 

They got scared, and left, so now there's four 

Four wack crews outside playing around 

I said I'll take you wall on, now how does that sound? 

Not one had heart enough to pick up that mic 

I said, okay I'll let you go, psych 

That's the moral, of this story 

Never try to take me and Ready Rock's glory 

Cause if you do your future looks muddy 

Cause you just can't beat me and my buddy 

Haha word, uh 

Yeah Ready Rock, hold up hold up hold up 

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute 

What man what? 

C'mon man, man, I wonder, can, can I just interrupt the record for a second?