TZU - Back Up! lyrics

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 sh** 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