[CHORUS] Here he comes, he can rock He can break dance and he can pop He can rap, he can act & if it comes down to it, he can scrap Hey there... here comes Big Will again
Here I come ya'll, here I come ya'll Watch yo' back ya'll, here I come ya'll For years I been tryin to rip rhymes & get mine Spit lines, hot like lava this time I don't got a sitcom to bother with Or a time conflict with my sci-fi hits I'm contemplating each statement's wit & I'm concentrating on making hits & I'm fittin' em line by line Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme I'm dreamin' about ya'll gleamin, doubt "He's back from actin, he's screaming out how he practiced rap & now he's devout every album track packs what he's about In the past he passed with passion, old fashioned" Boldly mashing, totally crashing Words up in a disorderly fashion But back to the lab & guess what happened, KABOOM! (ooh wee!) "Dude's resilient!" Fresh Prince was hot, the movies killed him, wait, hold up, stop! You can rebuild him lock him back in hip hop while Dude's not filming shock by the film & the TV money, went from scenes with Uncle Phil to scenes with Sonny, so hard to break free from a guaranteed 20 but its done, so come see the MC, honey!
Everytime he touch the mic, he closes his eyes and he hope to shine Then like a streak of light, they'd show his name, they'd be like, Aaahhh! ... hey there, here comes Big Will again
.....here comes Big Will again .....here comes Big Will again!!!