The A-Team, Fat Jack - We Like Breakbeats lyrics

Uh get out your linoleum
Where's your Krylon? DJ's
Break out them special needles
MC's b-boys run to your tablets b-Girls keep
Making them beats
Using them 4 tracks home made popper
Stoppers and A-Dats it don't stop!

Brought to you by the kick
Snare hats for break beats
Level in the red cause 808 bass peaks
We like a junkie on them 1200 Techniques
We hit hard to knock a
Hip hopper to next week
I'm what's new on the street, fresh meat
While most out of reach, sniff snow and tweak
They stole a key to the patent
Office to get my recipe
But did a piss poor job
Like imitation Elvis Presley
They blew you up in lights
Blew up Snipes like Wesley
Don't think for one second truth
Won't manifest destiny westwardly
For all of you Desperately Seeking Susan MC's
Cruising for a brusing, battle losing
Report to CVE for special schooling
And bump my new CD
I'll give you the wax for record pooling
You'll like break beats and beating on
The walls in the bathroom
We B-Boys, B-Boy forever
Cause we like break beats and breaking
On the walls in bathrooms break beats
And beating on the walls in bathrooms
Break beats
And beating on the walls in bathrooms
The B-Boy, B-Boy forever

I'm a B-Boy and they call him 'Stract
Now where the B-Girls?
Fat laces and all that
The kick, snare, hat is the basis of all rap
And break beats 808 bass peaks
An addiction to rocking and
Yelling "Mass Men"
Like the fix in your syringe
Bound to hit you in the end
Let's say I'm a mic hog
From Mic-A-Holics Anonymous
Your style is still monotonous to all of us
Name calling while freestyling is so obvious
You should be cautious i'll make rappers
Sick nauseous and sweaty palms
DK, A walerus and Eddie Alone
M nine, first born already it's on
Rhyme dope whether paid or the fetti is gone
If I want a title not a defender can stop me
I'm down with Phoenix Orion, , anunnaki
Zulu Irie backed by the elephant track then
A diary of diskets
A-Dats, cassettes, etched in stone tablets
Where scholars compare texts we're clever
B-Boys and B-Girls forever

Sucker DJ's be ego tripping
Yeah you cutting but your needle's skipping
Do wack MC's make people listen?
Nah, way too bitchy their mannerisms
The young guns always trying to test the O
For us the west was won at the Good Life
Project Blowed sound clash like a JA
Underground, we in LA, hip hop culture
No matter where we on the charts
Stay true to the art
Whether major or independent
Know hip hop's commandments
Thou shall not sign unless
They really behind you
Stressed is where we gon' find you
Let's track, rewind you a fresh, def, dope
Break dance
Tribe Unique, the style elements make hands
Clap, the boom bap say "yes y'all"
Rock on steady and LA breakers
In the west y'all
Hip hop they used to do it out in the park
Let's come together
Continental B-Boys forever