Back Up - Tzu

This is a rap attack

It goes goes rata-tat-ta-tat-ta-tat-tat-tat-tat

My cookies where choc-chip and my Stussy’s were black

I chuck a wheelie on my BMX in my trackie-daks

And then I tic-tac on my blue Tony Hawks

I was king of the handball court by age 4

Before I scored the highest score on Shinobi

I was doing sword tricks and more like Kenobi

The only boney homie staying true

Watching Monkey Magic and my man Doctor Who

My crew represents all the way from the eighties

I got the funky tales the comet of Haylies

Like the old movies, Tron and Goonies

And I used to diss my sister when she shopped at Katie’s

So back up, back up

You take it too serious

Woah, you need to go and see a therapist

No, we’re not your average

We are one love up and we hold the advantage

Back up, back up

You know not

Back up, back up

You hypocritical chaps

Back up, back up

You robots

You can take pot shots but we shoot you right back

Cool like KITT from Knight Rider

And mad resourceful like my man McGyver

The best tree climber of the underage minors

More hardcore than anyone recognises

Fool, yeah, you know what I mean

I’m not Mr T but I’m on the A-team

I raid the liquor cabinet until my face turned green

I eat the Nutri-Grain like a man of i-ron-

E, We have yet discovered

F, It’s back to mum’s liquor cupboard

G, Can my mates sleep over?

H, Hell no you won’t get any shut

I, couldn’t spell very good

Why?

‘cause I watched too much TV

Cry, when my brother beat me

It was up with an uppercut

And down to the corner shop

So back up, back up

You take it too serious

Woah, you need to go and see a therapist

No, we’re not your average

We are one love up and we hold the advantage

Back up, back up

You know not

Back up, back up

You hypocritical chaps

Back up, back up

You robots

You can take pot shots but we shoot you right back

Remember calculator watches, Volley Dunlop trainers

And before crossfaders we used Lightsabers

An angry mother run cover chew your Life Savers

She’s worse then the threat of Boba Fett or Darth Vader

I had GI Joe figures and regular sugar binges

On the couch after school with the Teenage Mutant Ninja’s

I used to pretend I was in the Special Forces

Hidden camo nets but now my ammo gets recorded

Yeah, my clothes on the floor, never in the clothes drawer

Raw data Salada, like a commodore 64's

I’m the Hulk with jaw, Wolverine with claws

No I’m the Human Torch full of fire from the Fantastic Four

In '84 my folks split up

So now I godda get the floor and just dope this shit up

And I wasn’t really old when I was in the ‘80's

So I do it for the mothers and I do it for the babies

(yeah yeah yeah yeah)

So back up, back up

You take it too serious

Woah, you need to go and see a therapist

No, we’re not your average

We are one love up and we hold the advantage

Back up, back up

You know not

Back up, back up

You hypocritical chaps

Back up, back up

You robots

You can take pot shots but we shoot you right back