Well, I got myself a twelve inch
Record, that is, I'm so proud of that thing
Who cares what sells, we got decibels
We got the tracks that make a Sony sing
We're the youth in action
Makin' our own move
Got the tools of the trade
We got it made
Now were cuttin' a groove
I said groove, groove, groove!
Put the axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
We got a seven shot six string
Bluesy to the hilt, boy, is she built
Firin' up the beat box
Like a human dynamo, getting ready to blow
We're the youth in action
Makin' our own move
Got the tools of the trade
We got it made
Now we're cuttin' a groove
I said groove, groove, groove!
Put the axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Get off of our backs
Cut me some slack
I paid my tax
Tighten up the loose licks
We don't follow, we're the sound of tomorrow
Layin' down the street mix
We got a sound so big that it's hard to swallow
We're the youth in action
Makin' our own move
Got the tools of the trade
We got it made
Now we're cuttin' a groove
I said groove, groove, groove!
Put the axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
Axe to the wax
I said groove, I said groove
I said groove, groove, groove!
Axe to the wax!
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