Here He Comes Songtext
von Will Smith

Here he comes, he can rock
He can breakdance and he can pop
He can rap, he can act
And if it come down to it he can scrap
Hey there, here come Big Will again

Here I come y′all, here I come y'all
Watch your back y′all, here I come y'all

For years I've been trying to rip rhymes and get mine
And 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
And I′m concentrating on making hits
And I'm fitting them line by line, see if I′m written 'em
Trying to find the perfect rhyme and scheme
I′m dreaming 'bout y'all gleaming doubt
He′s back from acting, he′s screaming out


How he practiced rapping, now he's devout
Every album track packs what he′s about
In the past he blast with passion
Old fashioned, boldly mashing, totally clashing
Words up, and not sorely fashioned
But back to the lab and guess what happened?
Kaboom! Whee! 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

Shocked by the film and the TV money
Went from scenes with Uncle Phil to scenes with Sonny
It's so hard to break free from a guaranteed twenty
But it′s done so come see me MC, honey

Here he comes, he can rock
He can breakdance and he can pop
He can rap, he can act
And if it come down to it he can scrap
Hey there, here come Big Will again

Every time he touch the mic
He close his eyes and he hope to shine
Then like a streak of light
And show his name, they be like "Ah!"


Here he comes, he can rock
He can breakdance and he can pop
He can rap, he can act
And if it come down to it he can scrap
Hey there, here come Big Will again
Here come Big Will again
Here come Big Will again