[ throughout the song the first phrase is rhythmically
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triggered off while the second one is being scratched ]
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(I continued to rock while
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Jeff was on the beat box)
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(Hip-hop)
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There was a party the other day, around my way
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They asked if me and Jeff would play, we said okay
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We dipped out to get the hip-hop apparatus
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Came back with the posse in full effect status
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While Jeff set up I said "Check 1-2, y'all
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Everybody clap, let's begin to ball"
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I was rappin acapella, but I had to stop
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Cause chaos broke cause Jeff was on the beatbox
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(I continued to rock while
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Jeff was on the beat box)
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Now cut it up, Jeff
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(Hip-hop)
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Did you know that...
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Parties were all the same when we came up
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We had to rearrange and make a change
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I remember how it was, people standing still
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The music was wack, so they chose to get ill
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People started breaking and fights would start to break out
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This is the reason why some people make out
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Hip-hop to be bad, because of this behaviour
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Then like a miracle two musical saviours
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One with a microphone, the other with tables
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Both of em ready, both willing and able
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Bust on the scene like TNT
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People said, "Who can it be?"
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Can't you see it's Jeff and me
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We are praised as musical scholars
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Fast admiration manifestin dollars
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Couple of kids with a bright idea
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Didn't want a 9 to 5, made rap career
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People tried to dis and make the egos shrink
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But we believe in ourselves, so to hell what they think
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Moving like a freight train, can't be stopped
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Especially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box
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(I continued to rock while
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Jeff was on the beat box)
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Now cut it up, Jeff
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(Hip-hop)
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I know I talk about Jeff a whole hell of a lot
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But straight up, man, you gotta give him his props
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There's not many people that can do what he does
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Marley Marl, Teddy Riley and Hurby Luvbug
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But other than that there's not many around
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That can take that box and make it sound
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Like anything that you could possibly want
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Now here's a rhyme that sums it up
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Jeff is diggy-diggy-di-dope and
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You DJ's out there keep hopin
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His beat boxes will be broken
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But you might as well just keep hopin
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He ciri-can't be tizzaken
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You think he can, you're mistaken
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All records he is brizzeakin
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(Come on, man, you can make it)
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Grammy winning musicians
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His beat box is a-kizzickin
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And all my rhymes are hizzittin
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The album's out, so go get it
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There ain't no way we stizzopping
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We keep the parties rizzockin
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We got the crowd a-hip-hoppin
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When Jeff is on the beat box
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(I continued to rock while
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Jeff was on the beat box)
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One more time, scratch, Jeff
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(Hip-hop)
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Mh - let's see what's next on the agenda
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That's right, oh yeah, I've got it, I remember
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I was discussin how when Jeff's on stage
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He makes your hands clap, your feet tap, your eardrums pulsate
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Your body will move as you flow with the groove
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And you smile as he propiles his new rap tune
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When he's on the stage he can't be stopped
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'specially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box
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(I continued to rock while
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Jeff was on the beat box)
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(Hip-hop)
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Jeff Waz on the Beat Box
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| DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince |
