Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince lyrics

Dj Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince lyrics

"Jeff Waz On The Beat Box lyrics"

Eight Years Old lyrics
[from Something To Remember Me By] Eight years old I was in love with a girl Eight years old My only love meant the world We'd hang out Play catch and kiss at lunch time I was young she was something to call mine I'd be lying if I said I was not Devastated and broken when she Opened my hand slid hers in Then walked away It was bad The only eight y
[ throughout the song the first phrase is rhythmically 
triggered off while the second one is being scratched ]

(I continued to rock while
Jeff was on the beat box)

(Hip-hop)

There was a party the other day, around my way
They asked if me and Jeff would play, we said okay
We dipped out to get the hip-hop apparatus
Came back with the posse in full effect status
While Jeff set up I said "Check 1-2, y'all
Everybody clap, let's begin to ball"
I was rappin acapella, but I had to stop
Cause chaos broke cause Jeff was on the beatbox

(I continued to rock while
Jeff was on the beat box)

Now cut it up, Jeff

(Hip-hop)

Did you know that...
Parties were all the same when we came up
We had to rearrange and make a change
I rememb
Six In The Morning lyrics
S. Degen/ R.Muller Once again I'm sitting in my old car Don't even know where I am Too much drinking, too much laughing Never ever will do this again Gotta go home now I can't even close my eyes now Got the last cigarette in my mouth Wonna have a female by my side now Wonna kiss her right on her mouth Gotta go home now Dreaming of you, Sam It's a
er how it was, people standing still The music was wack, so they chose to get ill People started breaking and fights would start to break out This is the reason why some people make out Hip-hop to be bad, because of this behaviour Then like a miracle two musical saviours One with a microphone, the other with tables Both of em ready, both willing and able Bust on the scene like TNT People said, "Who can it be?" Can't you see it's Jeff and me We are praised as musical scholars Fast admiration manifestin dollars Couple of kids with a bright idea Didn't want a 9 to 5, made rap career People tried to dis and make the egos shrink But we believe in ourselves, so to hell what they think Moving like a freight train, can't be stopped Especially when I'm on the mi
Memories Remain lyrics
well we started shooting hoops now were sipping black and tans from the park to the pub was the course we ran the times have changed but friends remain my hart and souls with you cause one things for sure i allways swore id never turn my back on you never turn my back stuck together through and through the times have changed but my har
crophone and Jeff is on the beat box (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) Now cut it up, Jeff (Hip-hop) I know I talk about Jeff a whole hell of a lot But straight up, man, you gotta give him his props There's not many people that can do what he does Marley Marl, Teddy Riley and Hurby Luvbug But other than that there's not many around That can take that box and make it sound Like anything that you could possibly want Now here's a rhyme that sums it up Jeff is diggy-diggy-di-dope and You DJ's out there keep hopin His beat boxes will be broken But you might as well just keep hopin He ciri-can't be tizzaken You think he can, you're mistaken All records he is brizzeakin (Come on, man, you can make it) Grammy winning musicians His beat bo
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. There ain't nobody better than me can'
x is a-kizzickin And all my rhymes are hizzittin The album's out, so go get it There ain't no way we stizzopping We keep the parties rizzockin We got the crowd a-hip-hoppin When Jeff is on the beat box (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) One more time, scratch, Jeff (Hip-hop) Mh - let's see what's next on the agenda That's right, oh yeah, I've got it, I remember I was discussin how when Jeff's on stage He makes your hands clap, your feet tap, your eardrums pulsate Your body will move as you flow with the groove And you smile as he propiles his new rap tune When he's on the stage he can't be stopped 'specially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) (Hip-hop)