bringing you a taste of the 70s
straight out of the New York City
A virtual feast of the old school,
way more badass beats in town
This is a shout out to all the B -Boys
Knock, who got the keys to the city?
B -Boys, B -Girls, let's get jiggy
Don't stop, keep it tight to the beat,
so let me see you get busy
Breakdance, y 'all it's time to get crazy
And then bless me the lock
Top rock and footwork, headspin
It's not about me or what I do
But God can use the dance
Get up on your feet, keep it steady
B -Boys, B -Girls, are you ready?
All the B -Girls and all the B -Boys
Throw your hands up over here
Throw your hands up over there
All the B -Girls and all the B -Boys
Make some noise over here
Make some noise over there
We're gonna throw this thing up
Gotta be what you wanna be
It's simply our creativity
Comes from him who made me, you,
Hey yo, it's time to let it show
Boy girl, gotta let the world know
Take the step, know the shape,
Mr. Black and his crew try to knock you
Stop you, but you don't stop, no
All the b -girls and all the b
Throw your hands up over here
Throw your hands up over there
All the b -girls and all the b -boys
Make some noise over here
Make some noise over here
All the b -girls and all the b -boys
Throw your hands up over there
All the b -girls and all the b -boys
Make some noise over here
Make some noise over here,
We have a rhythm that flows,
The reason I can play this
is because I can boast in the world
So bring the plastic cups,
throw your hands up over here
Get your hands up in the air
All the big girls and all the big boys
Throw your hands up over here
Throw your hands up over there
All the big girls and all the big boys
Make some noise over here
Make some noise over there
All the big girls and all
Throw your hands up over there
Throw your hands up over there
All the big girls and all the big boys
Make some noise out there
Make some noise out there
Make some noise out there