Arsonists - Flashback Lyrics

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[talking]

Rock steady was a b-boy crew but to me it's all about hip hop

So rock steady is a hip hop crew now. its about all four elements and we

Represent those lovely sratch pickers arsonists

All the b-boys that are down with us the b-girls we have some dope

B-girls and you know we got graf artists like east and zero t

Its just straight up on skills this is crazy legs from the rock steady

Crew i'm out

Hip-hop was breaking spray paintin' full train cars

Dj's cutting emcess presents the ghetto stars

I was the skinny shorty wop with the bop in my step

Shams the bear and teloids playboys and i was set

Running through the streets of the boogie with a bang

Pops was kinda strict so at times i couldn't hang

But whateva the case i stuck close to my hip-hop

Somethin' in my soul just kept that on lock

And oppurtunity never knocked but we was still open

Saying ish like fresh like def (dope in)

And crack was on the corner rumblin' the dry goods

With something i decided never to persue in my hood

I was too busy in the middle of the streets playing skelly

With ray and big lou listenin' to flash and melly

And rockin' block parties seemed to be my route

But i had to give that up they always ended in shoot outs

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Hip-hop was rhyming hard timin' radio hits

No dats so the d.j's was still in the mix

Grafitti and breaking took a back seat

'cause the a&r's couldn't figure how to make they ends meet

I was the high school rapper to the girls in the hall

While my nigga clarence greer was slammin' with a basketball

Tune my radio on a saturday night

Daydreamin' 'bout grippin' mikes and being in the spotlight

Fat rope chains in a pair of a.j's in the p.j's frontin' like i had status

(what) who's the baddest?

The brotha on swinten ave though fresh out the lab

You just couldn't tell q-unique what he couldn't have

It all started in bushwick defacin' the community

Around the way all you saw was nothin' but graffiti

As a shorty i was poppin' never could i ever stand still

Always battlin' 'cause it was all about the skills

Never learned windmills but my boogie took me places

When i started emceeing i kept it fat like my laces

Wrestlin' was the bomb kept me from doing my homework

Radio was my thing when red alert went bezerk

[chorus] 4x's

Yes yes y'all let me get some

'cause we never forgot where we came from

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