In the place to be   DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince   Ay Jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil touch of the bass   Not a lot, just a lil' touch Jeff   Word word   Ay Jeff do me a favor man, Jazz it up   Now bring it all back      Yo man now break it down and let me go for mine      When I first started out, Jeff used to come to my house   Just as soon as school let out, he used to come to my crib, and you know what we did   We bugged out like two little kids, word   Jeff on the wheels, and me on the m-i-c   A better combination there could never be   So let's go back, for old time's sake   Yo Jeff! (what) Pump up the bass      I like my music loud   The volume, pumpin, the kick drum thumpin   The people jumpin, up out there seats when this record comes on, you think something's wrong   The bass is too strong   You don't have to check your record, it's not defective   It's just the way we wanted it, pump it, get it   We like it loud, strong like a magnum force   I am the lyricist Jeff is the rhythm source   This combination, is virtually omnipotent   That means invincible, you know, dominant   So don't you cross our path just stay out our face   Or we'll knock you down, or pump up the bass      Yo Jeff man, how bout a funky scratch   Now get funky with it   Now bring in the snare   Now break it down and bring it all back to me   Now pump up the bass      I'm hyped psyched up and I'm flowing so come on let's go in to the next segment, of this hip-hop fantasy   You say this can't be happening, why can't it be   It's an equation, mathematically correct   It's Jeff plus Prince, equals, hit records   Sounds too easy word, I know it does   You wanna know why well yo it's cause me and Jeff, oh, Jeff and I, excuse me   Blend like Kool-Aid, and flow like an uzi   That's why we can't be taken or broken or braken, whatever   And if you think we can, you're mistaken, we're clever   Cause all we did to make this record a hit   Was turn down the treble, pump up the bass kit   At the same time the volume was increased   Adding more strength, to this masterpiece   Of poetry, by now you know it's me   Poet, creativity, pushin, to out destiny   I am on the M-I-C, Jeffery is the Disc Jockey   And to keep us company, the human beat box Ready C   Backed up by a family, and that is all we need   So that we can be successful as we want to be   The future is in front of me so here is a taste   Of the future of hip-hop Jeff, pump up the bass!      Yo Jeff one more scratch man   Ready Rock C man give Jeff a hand