We Like Breakbeats

[Intro: Abstract Rude talking] Uh. Get out your linoleum. Where's your Krylon? DJ's break out them special needles. MC's. B-boys. Run to your tablets. B-Girls. Keep making them beats. Using them 4-tracks. Home made popper, stoppers and A-Dats. It don't stop! [Verse One: Abstract Rude] Brought to you by the kick, snare hats for break beats Level in the red cause 808 bass peaks We like a junkie on them 1200 Techniques We hit hard to knock a hip hopper to next week I'm what's new on the street, fresh meat While most out of reach, sniff snow and tweak They stole a key to the patent office to get my recipe But did a piss poor job like imitation Elvis Presley They blew you up in lights, blew up Snipes like Wesley Don't think for one second truth won't manifest destiny westwardly For all of you Desperately Seeking Susan MC's Cruising for a brusing, battle losing Report to C.V.E. for special schooling And bump my new CD, I'll give you the wax for record pooling You'll like break beats and beating on the walls in the bathroom We B-Boys, B-Boy forever [Hook: Aceyalone] {x2} Cause we like break beats and breaking on the walls in bathrooms Break beats, and beating on the walls in bathrooms Break beats, and beating on the walls in bathrooms The B-Boy, B-Boy forever [Verse Two: Abstract Rude] I'm a B-Boy And they call him 'Stract Now where the B-Girls? Fat laces and all that The kick, snare, hat is the basis of all rap And break beats 808 bass peaks An addiction to rocking and yelling "Mass Men" Like the fix in your syringe Bound to hit you in the end Let's say I'm a mic hog From Mic-A-Holics Anonymous Your style is still monotonous to all of us Name calling while freestyling is so obvious You should be cautious I'll make rappers, sick nauseous and sweaty palms DK, A. Walerus and Eddie Alone M. Nine, [?] first born Already it's on Rhyme dope whether paid or the fetti is gone If I want a title not a defender can stop me I'm down with Phoenix Orion, [?], anunnaki, Zulu Irie Backed by the elephant track then a diary of diskets A-Dats, cassettes, etched in stone tablets Where scholars compare texts We're clever B-Boys and B-Girls forever [Hook: Aceyalone] [Verse Three: Abstract Rude] Sucker DJ's be ego tripping Yeah you cutting but your needle's skipping Do wack MC's make people listen? Nah, way too bitchy their mannerisms The young guns always trying to test the O For us the west was won at the Good Life, Project Blowed Sound clash like a J.A. [?] Underground, we in L.A., hip hop culture No matter where we on the charts, stay true to the art Whether major or independent, know hip hop's commandments Thou shall not sign unless they really behind you Stressed is where we gon' find you Let's track, rewind you A fresh, def, dope [?] Break dance Tribe Unique, the style elements make hands Clap, the boom bap say "yes y'all" Rock on steady and L.A. breakers in the west y'all Hip hop they used to do it out in the park Let's come together, continental B-Boys forever [Hook] Cause we like break beats and breaking on the walls in bathrooms Break beats, and beating on the walls in bedrooms Break beats, beating on the tables at lunchrooms The B-Boy, B-Boys forever We like break beats and beating on the hallway walls And break beats, and beating on the cars in stalls Break beats, and beat on the walls in bathrooms The B-Boy, B-Boys forever