I Think I Can Beat Mike Tyson

I was in Jeff's crib one night about 8

And we were watching a couple of Mike Tyson fight tapes

Jeff was like (Man, you see how hard Mike's punchin'?)

Come on, Jeff, the other guy was just lungin'

Left, right, left, right, another K.O.

If that was me, I'd of been okay though

The very next day, I gave Russel a ring

With J.L. and Lyor, we all called Don King

I said, "Yeah, Don, I got a problem"

(Tell 'em, Prince)

"Yeah, what's up? What you sayin'? You tryna solve 'em?

Forget the small talk, let's get to the nitty gritty

Me and Mike, two months, Trump, Atlantic City"

(Yo, you got this, you gonna bust dude up)

Yeah, you can be my trainer (Word up?)

I'm rough like a freight train, smooth like ice

And, yo, Jeff, straight up, I think I can beat Mike Tyson

(Man, you could beat him, man, you could beat him, man)

Yo, man, word up, man

You know I put on a couple pounds, man, we can do this, man

(You can do it)

There was a press conference to see what trainin' I was doin'

Before then, I'd never heard reporters booin'

Cameras flashin', I was in the middle

I didn't want to look dumb, so I exaggerated a little

I said, "Uh, I been trainin' twenty hours a day

Liftin' big old cars and big bales of hay

And I jog ten-thousand miles every morning

Thinkin' about Mike and my moment of glory

I drink water, twenty gallons of pop

And I can throw a Volkswagen a whole half block

And four-million sit-ups in a minute"

I ain't lyin', I did it

The general public thought I was a fool

I was gettin' dissed, but I, I guess that was cool

Well, you know, gettin' dissed is never good

But I was even gettin' dissed in my own neighborhood

I was at the corner at the top of my block

There was a couple of people standing outside of the barbershop

It was Lawrence, my barber and friend

And he yelled out (Hey, Prince, you can win)

I said, "Really?" and I stopped to chat

(You could beat him, man, if you hit him with a bat)

(Ha ha ha, you gon' get wrecked)

(But can I have your shoes when you break your neck?)

Everybody was laughin' out loud

I thought at least my on grandma would be proud

I went to her house and snuck in to surprise her

I heard her on the phone (A thousand bucks on Tyson)

It's fight day and, man, am I hyped

Whoa, I can't wait to see Mike

Boy, I'm hyped, ready to do my thing

Trump Castle Casino

In this corner, weighing in a mere 165 pounds

The Lightning Rodent, the Fresh Prince

And in this corner, the heavyweight champion of the world

Iron Mike Tyson

I came out hustlin', slidin', and grabbin'

Slippin' and dippin', hustlin', and jabbin'

For a second I looked good out there

But then Mike brought to reality my worst nightmare

One punch, that's all it took

He hit me in my ribs and my insides shook

Now how can I say this and be a little discreet?

Let's just say that my bowels released

I called timeout and went back to my corner

Said to my coach, "Ain't no way I'm goin'

The hell back out there, man, you can forget it

My body's like a punching bag and Mike is gonna (Hit it)"

They tried to make me go meet my doom

But I sucker punched my coach and hauled to my dressing room

The next day, the headline in the town

"Fresh Prince breaks camp, Tyson wins, first round"

Some fool asked why I ran away

I said, "A good run is better than a bad stand any day"

My career is over as far as fightin'

But I don't know what made me think I could beat Mike Tyson