I'd like to know, are you really for some super-dynamite sou
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Introducing the world's greatest entertainer
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The amazing Mr. Beat-Beat himself
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The hardest working beatbox in show business
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Ready Rock
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(Ready, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C)
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Tell em your name, tell em your name
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(Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C)
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Ooh that was nice Ready
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(Ready Rock)
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Ready Rock
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Hey man, hold up man
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I think I wanna tell em a little about this man
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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
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He's my buddy, my best friend
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When it's a beat I need it's a beat he'll lend
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I wanna take time-out, to talk about him
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Cause frankly I don't know what I would do without him
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We work together like a medical crew
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When I'm backin Ready up (I'm backin Prince up too)
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Tryin to beat us, that doesn't make any sense
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He's Ready Rock C, and I'm the Fresh Prince
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In the rap industry we're ranked at first
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Ain't a better combination in the whole universe
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So if you wanna battle your future looks muddy
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That you just can't beat, my buddy
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Word, break it down break it down Ready
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We've won so many battles, people think it's a trick
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That when the crowd gets to judge it's US that they'll pick
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They see Ready's face and then they hear my voice
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To choose us as the winners is the natural choice
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Because battle after battle we remain on top
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Cause it's not the way we look, it's the way that we rock
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So if you thought you wanted to battle, bust this rhyme
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Just keep it and I'm sure that I can change your mind
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There was ten wack dudes trying to play high post
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One crew got bold and they began to boast
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But said, Y'all shut up and get back in line
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But they refused (what happened now) So now there's nine
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Nine wack crews tryin to rock like this
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They were bitin my rhymes and just couldn't resist
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I said please stop bitin, please don't imitate
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But they kept on bitin, so there's now there's eight
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Eight wack crews poppin big time trash
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Telling us that in a battle we can't last
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The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
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There was seven
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Seven wack cruise in a football huddle
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Trying to figure out their next rebuttal
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They came out strong you'd think their The Ultimate but we just dissed em and dismissed, so now there's six
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Six wack groups, tryin to be tough
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Who the hell told em they could rock the mic like us
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We got straight down the business didn't pop no jive
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We just blew em out, so now there's five
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Five wack crews lined up in the hallway
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All perpetrating like they're read to play
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My secretary walked out, she asked for one more
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They got scared, and left, so now there's four
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Four wack crews outside playing around
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I said I'll take you wall on, now how does that sound?
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Not one had heart enough to pick up that mic
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I said, okay I'll let you go, psych
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That's the moral, of this story
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Never try to take me and Ready Rock's glory
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Cause if you do your future looks muddy
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Cause you just can't beat me and my buddy
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Haha word, uh
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Yeah Ready Rock, hold up hold up hold up
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Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
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What man what?
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C'mon man, man, I wonder, can, can I just interrupt the record for a second?
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My Buddy
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| Will Smith |
