My Buddy
I'd like to know
Are you really for some super-dynamite soul?
The amazing Mr beat-Beat himself
The hardest working beatbox in showbusiness
Ready Rock!
Ready Rock
I think I wanna tell em
A little about this man
Aight break it down Ready, break it down
Please pay attention, to my rhyme
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 C, and I'm the Fresh Prince
In the rap industry we're ranked as first
So if you wanna battle
Your future looks muddy
Cause you just can't beat my buddy
Word, break it down break it down Ready
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 whack dudes tryin
To play high post
One crew got bold and they began to boast
I said, "Y'all SHUT UP and get back in line"
But they refused what happened now?
So now there's nine
Nine whack crews tryin to rock like this
They were bitin my rhymes
They 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 whack crews poppin big time trash
Tellin 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 there?) There was seven
Seven whack crews in a football huddle
Tryin to figure out their next rebuttal
They came out strong
You'd think they are the ultimate
But we just dissed em and dismissed em
So now there's six
Six whack crews, tryin to be tough
Who the hell told em they could
Rock the mic like us?
We got straight down to business
Didn't pop no jive
We just Whoosh blew em out
So now there's five
Five whack crews lined up in the hallway
All perpetratin 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 whack crews outside playin around
I said I'll take you all on
Now how does that sound?
Not one had heart enough to pick up that mic
I said, "OK, 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
Hahah, word, uhh
Yeah, ay 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?
