Arsonists - Flashback Lyrics
[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 werepresent those lovely, sratch pickers, arsonists,All the b-boys that are down with us, the b-girls, we have some dopeB-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 SteadyCrew, I'm outHip-Hop was breaking, spray paintin' full train carsDJ's cutting emcess presents the ghetto starsI was the skinny shorty wop, with the bop in my stepShams the bear and teloids, playboys and I was setRunning through the streets of the boogie with a bangPops was kinda strict, so at times I couldn't hangBut whateva the case, I stuck close to my hip-hopSomethin' in my soul just kept that, on lockAnd oppurtunity never knocked, but we was still openSaying ish like fresh, like def (dope in)And crack was on the corner rumblin' the dry goodsWith something I decided never to persue in my hoodI was, too busy in the middle of the streets playing skellyWith Ray and Big Lou, listenin' to Flash and MellyAnd rockin' block parties, seemed to be my routeBut I had to give that up, they always ended in shoot outsHip-Hop was rhyming, hard timin', radio hitsNo dats, so the D.J's was still in the mixGrafitti and breaking took a back seat'cause the A&R's couldn't figure how to make they ends meetI was the high school rapper to the girls in the hallWhile my nigga Clarence Greer was slammin' with a basketballTune my radio on a saturday nightDaydreamin' 'bout grippin' mikes and being in the spotlightFat 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 labYou just couldn't tell Q-Unique what he couldn't haveIt all started in Bushwick, defacin' the communityAround the way, all you saw was nothin' but graffitiAs a shorty I was poppin' never could I ever stand stillAlways battlin' 'cause it was all about the skillsNever learned windmills, but my boogie took me placesWhen I started emceeing, I kept it fat like my lacesWrestlin' was the bomb, kept me from doing my homeworkRadio was my thing, when red alert went bezerk4x'sYes yes y'all, let me get some'cause we, never forgot where we came from
