I'd like to know, are you really for some super-dynamite sou   Introducing the world's greatest entertainer   The amazing Mr. Beat-Beat himself   The hardest working beatbox in show business   Ready Rock      (Ready, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C)   Tell em your name, tell em your name   (Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock, Ready Rock C)   Ooh that was nice Ready   (Ready Rock)   Ready Rock   Hey man, hold up man   I think I wanna tell em a little about this man   Aight break it down Ready, break it down      Please pay attention, to my rhymes 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 at first   Ain't a better combination in the whole universe   So if you wanna battle your future looks muddy   That 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 wack dudes trying to play high post   One crew got bold and they began to boast   But said, Y'all shut up and get back in line   But they refused (what happened now) So now there's nine   Nine wack crews tryin to rock like this   They were bitin my rhymes and 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 wack crews poppin big time trash   Telling 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 their)   There was seven   Seven wack cruise in a football huddle   Trying to figure out their next rebuttal   They came out strong you'd think their The Ultimate but we just dissed em and dismissed, so now there's six   Six wack groups, tryin to be tough   Who the hell told em they could rock the mic like us   We got straight down the business didn't pop no jive   We just blew em out, so now there's five   Five wack crews lined up in the hallway   All perpetrating 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 wack crews outside playing around   I said I'll take you wall on, now how does that sound?   Not one had heart enough to pick up that mic   I said, okay 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      Haha word, uh   Yeah 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?