Spill the beans on the table I always say...  Extra, Extra read all about Fresh Prince is back  You wonder how it  Happen  I wasn't rappin'  For a long time  But now I'm back with a strong rhyme  Look, near the camera, snap my picture  I'll sign my name on it, then I get richer  Like LL said don't call it a comeback  And face the fact Jack  I'm all that  (I know ya gonna dig this)  Here I am in the flesh  (Who is)  I'm the funky, funky, funky fresh  Rhyme authority  Rhythm console  Hip-hop liaison  Rap Ambassador  Do the daring, the king of the cut  Prince of poetry and all that stuff  Sexy, sexy, making the honey's yell  Girlies passin' out, ah well  Back from the dead, like Jason  People thought I was over, they were erasin'  Me and Jeff's names out of the hit list  But ah, ah, ah not so quick  Comin' back at cha  Can't go back at cha  Catch this fast ball I'm throwin' at y'all  Wake up and smell the coffee, I'm back now  Thanks for keeping my girl warm for me, pal  The man with the cape, the crown in the center  Out for a while, but wisely kept up  Pen and paper, so when I had my  Oppor-tun-ity, to rap  I set my goals and then I shot for  What I do best, funny, to hell with hardcore  Voice on radio, face on TV  Spankin' new funky rhymes on a CD  Out to attack  The wack  Full contact  It's gonna be a long night go get a knapsack  I gotta getta make ya face the fact  That I'm the best rapper on wax  I'm all that  (Get wicked)  Get up, get down, get funky, get loose  I'm the best show and I got proof  In the past there was always that kid doubted  But now I'm back and there's no doubt about it  The writing is on the wall  (Come on)  Gimme ya mic and a stage and I'm a rip it, rip it, up y'all  'Cause I can flow  Is there another rapper in the world, like me? Hell no!  No one's like me  Others try to bite me  Bad deba deba bad mike me  Someone like me somewhere  To just not hear  Where the hell they at?  Who cares?  'Cause your got the ace in the hole  The simple lover brother  Numero uno  The rapper with soul  Comin' out a little on the new tip  For those of you that thought I couldn't do this  Yo well consider it done  It's the same got the parents  just don't understand the same one  people said that I couldn't rap  ha ha ha well you can stop that  coz I'm a rapper and a half  and in the past I chose to make people laugh  and I was criticized for that  some called me soft, some called me wack  I gotta admit y'all I felt bad  (Who'd ya call)  so as usual I called my Dad  He's sort of a fifty-one year old Casanova  He said son, "Yo, come on over."  He sat me down and he told me this  Son when your all that, you're gonna get dissed  He put his arms around me and he said son  I was all that when I was young  So pump that point on  And set my sights on  Making a record that people thought was the: ??height jon, height joint, high joint???  Philly, born and raised  I've been  Gone for days  I can't wait to get back  With my new track  Rhyme like lava  Voice like a volcano  I rhyme through your radio  Words like draedo  A Porsche not eleven and I don't stall Jack  (Yo)  We all that