Lyrics Blow Your Top - SHOOTYZ GROOVE

Blow Your Top

Do you remember?
1992 we busted out the Bronx with an ill ass crew
Made a band called Shootyz Groove, did it just for kids
Did a couple of gigs, C’mon kids, rock to this
Do you remember?
Afrika Bambatta, Kool Herc, Grand Master Flash
And The Furious Five, Fab Five Freddy
Blondie doing rapture and DJ’s by the name of Latin Rascals
Do you remember?
My baby band was just a baby in my mom and pop’s basement
Driving all my family crazy with the nonstop madness
Had an urge to shine all the time
Though we didn’t have a dime
So remember, best not forget
Shootyz Groove, you know we never half step
So remember, this is how we do
You can come test if you want to
Blow your top have you forgot we bring it nonstop, mad hot
Got you in chains plus the padlock
So want not, call off all your searching
We got you where we want you now, Think it’s working
Do You Remember?
Beats bangin out the boom box
I was just a shorty shock
When I first saw the body rock on the block
Feathers on the seams, BVD’s and creased Lee’s Zulu Nation beads
Do you remember?
Where it started late night at the Bank
An open mic jam.
Yo, I really gotta thank everybody
Who was there to see us pull the trigger
With the Buddha Buddha Blessed and the Crazy Horse liquor
Do you remember?
Sugar hill Gang, Rapper’s Delight
Double Trouble on the mic Style Wars, Fearless Four, Planet Patrol
Live in stereo, Treacherous Three, graffiti on the wall.
It was 1983
So remember, best not forget
Shootyz Groove, you know we never half step
So remember, this is how we do
You can come test if you want to
Blow your top have you forgot we bring it nonstop, mad hot
Got you in chains plus the padlock
So want not, call off all your searching
We got you where we want you now, Think it’s working