B-Boy

Ok, uh huh

This a dedication to my late night rappers y'all

The fiend writers, the break dancers, rhyme romancers

This for y'all

This is my ode to the B-boy right here

This for y'all (Crown City)

Yo

Beat street wild style, yo MTV raps

Crap, '76 'lacs, mics, and soul claps

Abstract, kangols, and baseball hats

R.T.D. L.P's and subway maps

Gang tats, kicking fresh freestyle raps

Hoodied up looking so what and being in packs

Star Wars, corner stores, getting yours, world tours

One arm hugs, new songs making you bug

Walkmans, that rapper you can't stand

Not being able to rhyme without using your hands

The Running Man, soul jams '88 to '93

Rakim, M.C. Lyte, Stetsasonic, Heavy D

Wack M.Cs? Fresh M.Cs!

Windmills '90s pop lock rock freeze!

Stacking cheese, 40s and trees

T-shirts, khakis, doing things the G way

Like graffiti on the freeway

Altadena, East Bay, moving your neck

Where your hands in the air is a sign of respect

Street intellect, derelict knowledge in the rhyme

Greeting with a pound, nod

Throwing up a sign

The perfect set, when D.J.s get wreck

The feeling when the music in the club make you sweat

Mix tapes acting like you hard when you ain't

Sound and smell of an aerosol can when you paint (yeah!)

I love being a B-Boy!

I love being a B-Boy! (I love it!)

B-Boy poses while you rappin' along

Everybody in the club really feeling the song

It started in New York with some tables and mics

Now every country on the planet got somebody who write

And that's tight like fistfights really through it

Paying dues doing music

Tagging black books, hardcore looks

Circles so the dancers get busy

Culture felt and dealt from suburbs to inner cities

Ugly and pretty, people get with me, group photos

Slang rhyming to yourself just to maintain

With your booming system, rocking fresh gear

Records in pairs, B-Girls backpacks

Kinda limping when you walk 'cause it's been like that

Riding the rails, staring at walls by train tracks

Crocasacks saggin', rockin' with a live band

Ripping next level music with the mic in my hand

My friends is fam', hear the music, groove to it

Being first generation hip-hop music

Culture pride, rocking hats to the side, plushed out rides

All beat diggers worldwide

Vibe to the drum loops, soul, reggae, and roots

Forming groups, idolizing scrap and scoop

Knowing the 'B' in B-Boy stands for break

I'm still using the term, yo, it sound so great!

I love being a B-Boy!

I love being a B-Boy! (B-, B-, B-, B-, B-, B-, B-, B-Boy)

Yo! Chilling in my B-Boy stance!

I love being a B-Boy! (hahaha, yeah)

"All of those who love hip-hop music make some noise!"

"Hip-hop music, make some noise!"