Hilltop Hoods - 1979 lyrics

?Verse One You looking less like a b-boy, more like a movie star, forget the funk and go hook up those disco breaks, sit down punk and take a look at what you make, it what And your R & B dance-steps what about finger-popping? b-boy electric shocking, windmills, body rocking, so body-body rock, body-body rock, I'll take ya back, break your back, realise b-boys aren't faking that funk that you've forgotten hoe, how could you have gotten so far gone, that you could never stop and go, back to the roots, nineteen seventy nine, birthplace of the scratch, birthplace of the rhyme, you'll feel it in your spine like your first taste of wine, we'll make it back; it'll just take some time Chorus Remember kangol hats, fat laces and lino mats, kids spinning on their backs to the sugar hill wax, now the sugar hills collapsed and the sweets turned sour, moneys walking my culture through its darkest hour, now I wanna take it back, walk my way through time, I was two years old in nineteen seventy nine, but it Hip-hop was then a culture, now hip-hop's a business