purpose I serve is to please ya Rhymes will ease ya, like milk of Magnesia So bust a pimp without a limp And I crush any wimp that would try to attempt to, umm Get loose
more Don't think they understand How much cake the pancake man had So heavy like weight Moving upstate Care for my rhyme Like the crime rate I flick with your boy The prince
hoppin' out like damn, you wanna buy my truck? It must've been my luck, for me to get stopped It must've been your luck, for you to get dropped I smoke
'm the fresh prince slaying all emcee So hold the red cup when we take to your knees Pay home submit you can't defuse my scheme Cause I'm the fresh prince
'm all that All that you'll see, yo All that you'll see, yo All that you'll see, yo Get wicked Get up, get down, get funky, get loose I'm the best show
A mellow kinda fellow but in the past he Been known to get an attitude and get right nasty Snatch the wax It's a fact not a figment Get real and rip
get your girl loose if she douche Throw your set up to the roof Third finger down, if u're wild, make a sound Look at my people gettin' on down (Get down, get
( wait a minute) How he keep coming up with verses ( uh huh) Well I'm gonna tell ya something and don't get nervous ( allright) My secret is I'm doing this on purpose( Why) To get
a minute) How he keep coming up with verses ( uh huh) Well i'm gonna tell ya something and don't get nervous ( allright) My secret is I'm doing this on purpose( Why) To get
... laundry room.. tryna get it on at chely's crib. swear to god man them days used to b the best. gettin fresh just to get girls at the rib- feast! Prince
ass records are bein played Fuck the regular, yo as I get better the bitches wanna trick and go stupid up on the dick So I get 'em hot, thinkin they're gonna get
all the wagging tongues Too much information In the future now Under massive doubt The papers on the street Get trampled under feet And they settled for a princely
existed Somebody get the door, fuck it, let 'em snore It's all been said before, buried in a metaphor Lucy is Hip Hop, and Jacob's a prince Sean is
the Oldsmobile, belted up, and took off. Thug love on the corner by the Walgreen's Looking at me like I'm just another square saltine As I get closer
would keep this feeling in a plastic jar Bust it out whenever someone's actin hard Settle down, barbeque in the backyard The kids get treats and old folks get
them, bacon souflee No I ain't gonna eat none of that Try them, bacon souflee No I ain't gonna eat none of that I will not eat them with Prince Paul
Chorus] [RC] I've been your fool, you know you gotta pay your dues You wanna get wit Ras and Rueb Then you must choose, and you know you can't loose
me, get me confused Have me feelin' like the heavy weight champ when he lose I read somewhere, I'm homophobic **** Go through the hood, there's mad *****s on my **** Now we can get