Lyrics compiled by JumpinJack AJ -Okay, we're rollin' FP: Yo Jeff, what's shakin, man? JJ: What's up, dude? FP: Hey man, you remember that girl I knew I walking to school, man The one who used to diss me every day? JJ: Yeah FP: When the record came out she called me two days ago, man JJ: Man, my phone is ringin; off the hook With people askin me for tapes and free records, man, I ain't with it FP: Word ,man. Bust this This rap is for you people in the past who were against me Who snapped at every opportunity to dis me Put me down like I was nothin, treated me like a jerk Now I'm seein the pay-off of all my hard work Cause now that it's my records on the wheels Somehow, all of a sudden it's a whole new deal So for those in the past who dissed me, don't deny it What, you're sorry? Huh - don't even try it! JJ: Word, man. FP: Man, people are trippin', man, JJ: Put everybody down about what's up with that FP: Yo word, man. I gotta let 'em know I gotta. JJ: Bust this ((((DON'T EVEN TRY IT)))) I used to know this girl by the name of Theresa I did all I could to make her release Her Emotions to me, but she just wouldn't do it She built up a wall and I couldn't break through it I used to walk to school every day of the week Watchin' Theresa walk on the other side of the street One day I finally got my heart up to speak But she dissed me and dismissed me with a smack on my cheek So I bought six bottles of new fancy cologne But all I got from Theresa was "Leave me alone!" I bought new clothes to wear every place But all Theresa would say was "Get out of my face!" So I gave up this quest for Theresa But then on the day my record was released A Strange thing happened when it came on the radio Theresa broke her neck just to say "Hello" I looked at her, I said, "You must be foolin' Why did you ignore me on the way to school If You were interested?" She said "Oh, I apologize" I looked deep into her dark brown eyes I said, "You ignored me for months on end Now all of a sudden you wanna be my friend? You didn't talk before, so don't talk now, be quiet What, you really like me? Huh - don't even try it!" ((((Girls Ain't Nothing But Trouble)))) Listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble but girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble so next time a girl gives you the play just remember my rhymes and get the hell away Just last week when I was walking down the street I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet I walked up to her I said "Hello" she said "Hey you're kinda cute" I said "Yes, I know but by the way sweetheart, what's your name?" She said "My friends like to call me Exotic Elaine" I said "My name is the 'Prince" and she said "Why?" I said "Man, I don't know, I'm just a hell of a guy But enough about me, let's talk about you and all the wonderful things that you and I can do" I popped some trash and a little bit of time I showed some cash and the girl was mine I took her on the town, I wined her and dined her she asked me was I horny I said "Yeah, kinda" All of a sudden, she jumped out her seat Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out in the street She started grabbin' all over me kissin' and huggin' so I punched her in her chin said "You better stop buggin'" --: Now I'm buggin'… FP: Stop buggin' About that point, I proceeded to class I spoke to all the pretty girls that I passed I went to my room which was on the first floor I had no idea what I was in for… The teacher turned around while my arm was extended She looked me in the face and said "'Prince, you're suspended!" He didn't think it was funny, he didn't' even smile He said "mmmm mmmmm mmmm, you're and unlucky child" I stopped laughing and I said "Why's that?" He said "Just get out my school and don't' you ever come back" I said "Wait, this is my school, and you're telling me to leave it" He handed me my books and said "Yep, you best believe it As I walked out the school, back at the walls I gaze I said "man, its Just One of Those Days ((((JUST ROCKIN')))) Each and every day when I come home from school like clockwork I go up into my bedroom I secure the door that is the moment to truth I flip on my sound system and let the bass loose The earthquake bass makes the walls all tremble A disco tech is what my room resembles How loud it gets, to me does not matter I open up the windows so the glass won't shatter the blast that falls off my neighbors walls My phone rings off the hook with complaint phone calls But I just let it ring and I don't go near it I turn the volume up so that I can't hear it ring my eardrums rumble, the lungs vibrate I'm in my own world, this realm is great Let me rock this power in my command The decibels exceed the limits humans can stand The lower frequency better known as bass Synchronized with the treble at a jazzy pace My neighbors complain, they says they can't endure They form a congregation outside my front door My mother, she yells sayin' "it's too loud" Starts bangin' on the door for me to turn it down My response to my mother, when she starts knockin' Is "C'mon mom, I'm Just Rockin'! Just Rockin'! " So Ready Rock C! Yo Jazzy! ((((THE MAGNIFICENT JAZZY JEFF)))) Well, it's true that I'm the reigning king of the throne But with all my strength, I couldn't do it alone I need a DJ like (Jazzy) to back me up So when I'm rockin' on the mic he's on the crossfade cut Scratchin' and mixin', mixin' and scratchin' Second after second it's the record he's catchin' His hands are so fast that it's a medical riddle With the turntable split and the mixer in the middle Back and forth his hands fly With the speed of a cheetah that'll puzzle your eye Record after record, he has no mercy Cuts left, cuts right, then he cuts vice versa I'm not exaggerating, I said it and I meant it I resent it if you say that his cuts are presedented He's a lean, mean, wreckin' machine He gets respected like a king when he's on the scene So bust a move, cause you know he's def He's my DJ, (The Magnificent) Jazzy Jeff! Now make it sound like a bird! Now make it chirp! Now here's a story that should not be forgot About the day my DJ turned into an autobot He got struck by lightning in an electrical storm He got on the wheels of steel and began to…transform! …Transform! …Transform! …Transform! His name is Jeff, and he's as swift as a swift The type of guy that other DJs don't want to have to reckon with He's by my side as I rock the mic All of his vigorous cuts are sure to excite you They'll delight you, you know that that's right If you Were a stick of dynamite, his cuts would ignite you The DJ on the wheels can't be matched So (check out Jazzy Jeff with a cold cut scratch) ((((A TOUCH OF JAZZ))))