Back Up!

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joelistics, Seed MC, Joelistics & Seed MC] This is a rap attack It goes goes rata-tat-ta-tat-ta-tat-tat-tat-tat My cookies were 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 like the comet of Halley's Like the old movies, Tron and Goonies And I used to diss my sister when she shopped at Katie's [Chorus: Joelistics & Seed MC] 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 [Verse 2: Joelistics, Seed MC, Joelistics & Seed MC] 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 hadn't 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 [Chorus: Joelistics & Seed MC] 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 (Yes) [Instrumental Break (Scratches by Pasobionic)] [Verse 3: Joelistics, Seed MC] Remember calculator watches, Volley Dunlop trainers And before crossfaders, we used lightsabers An angry mother, run for cover, chew your Life Savers She's worse then the threat of Boba Fett or Darth Vader I had G.I. Joe figures and regular sugar binges On the couch after school with the Teenage Mutant Ninjas 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 Commodore 64s 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 gotta get on 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 [Chorus: Joelistics & Seed MC] 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 [Outro: Joelistics] And if you don't know, now you know