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    DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince / Lyrics

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    "From Da South" Lyrics

    DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

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    Right here, right.


    When I was a young boy growing in Philly, I

    Was sort of easy going, I

    Was really a silly I

    I used to mess around

    I was kind of the class clown

    I hate to see you frown

    I hate to see people down

    'Cause I like it when fun flows like a faucet (uh)

    But sometimes, some guys mistake it for softness

    But I ain't no silly sappy singin softy

    When push comes to shove, ya better back up off me

    'Cause I am 6'2 and I ain't no little guy

    200 pounds and homie I can make the heads fly

    My father told me never hit nobody first

    But if they hit you son (Yeah), take them to a hearse

    So throughout my life those are the rules that I've lived by

    A sucker put his hands on me homie I'll give a guy

    A jab, jab, jab, uppercut, jab

    Get 'em a steaks slab

    And put 'em in a cab (Uh)

    Now I ain't the type of brother to go out and pick a fight

    But man, man I really, really, hate to hear stuff like

    Michael Jackson said, "this sorta thing silly man,"

    A lover not a fighter, better stay out a Philly man.

    Put up your dukes, so you better start boogen

    A sick upper punch when you lunchin' and ain't lookin'

    An mx uppercut, aim for the mouth

    Not from the north, or the east, or the west, it's comin'

    From da south

    And I'm throwing it hard

    From da south

    Right up under your guard

    From da south

    An uppercut with all I got

    (Watch them drop!)

    Put up you dukes; it's time to get loose troop

    101, with me and you, and me and you're whole crew

    You heard about the uppercut is that's what's wrong fellas

    You're all chickens and for doers getting jealous

    Fail one bang 'em

    Rumble and all buggin'

    All different names but all the same buggin'

    Maybe you can take me out, yeah maybe not

    'Cause fly into the uppercut (Here they come) and hear you're body shout

    Boom shakala laka Boom shaka laka Boom!

    Look out

    It's coming at you like a Kodak zoom

    No, my name ain't Roberta, don't be giving me flak

    And if you step off track, Jack,

    You're taking a turn, nap

    A muscle bound sucker, mean jack to Will

    When I walk on by better be glad I chill

    But if y'all forfeit and I feel friction

    The landlord is givin' ya teeth dental piction

    X's over eyes and birds around ya heads, flyin'

    Limp all back

    Look like I hit you with a bat

    Eyes so black (diggy, diggy)

    Look like ya must a got em painted


    That uppercut's a mother ain't it

    Step in the ring

    With the king

    And you take a chance

    'Cause 20 seconds later y'all be out in a ambulance

    Lookin pathetic

    As you wrestle paramedic

    What's up?

    Felt like a truck

    But it was only an uppercut

    Jus last week some fool got careless (Yeah)

    So I got triflin'

    Went right for the bare fist

    After the punch the young man didn't want a fight

    I missed his face

    But I busted the stoplight

    So put up you're dukes, so you better start bookin'

    A sick upperpunch

    When you munchin'

    And ain't lookin'

    An mx uppercut aim for your mouth

    Not from the north, or the east, or the west, it's comin'

    From da south

    And I'm throwin' it hard

    From da south

    Right up under you're guard

    From da south

    And uppercut with all I got

    (Watch them drop!)



    (There you go)

    Come, come come on,.
    This song was submitted on August 17th, 2006 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Bobby Robinson, Craig King, G. Jackson, Jeffrey Townes, Will Smith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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