chorus

I’m an 80’s boy, an 80’s boy
from 8-0 to 89, I’m an 80’s boy,
an 80’s boy, the 80’s rule,
they made me strong,
they raised me well

(rep x2)

Verse 1

88 and I’m crazy, I’m on yay like scorsese,
In the AA meeting right after they gave me
my bracelet, that’s the only white girl for david
to dark and faded, to caucasian for the lady’s
who dark I fucken hate it, I wasn’t raised to
be racist but i was raised by caucasian’s,
I didn’t notice i was black until the 5th or
6th grade, ooo look at his ash they callen
me ashy david, my parents didn’t know shit
about a nigga’s hygiene, can’t blame em,
no boo hooin like a looser I never showed
up in school, I’m singen horrible music to all
our youth like It’s cool, the new nino for you
pookies with a marlboro that’s smooth,
getting more left swipes than the camel from
girls, the 80’s home, the 80’s grown, like A-1
coke we way to strong, I made this song, for
baby’s born, from 81 up to 89

Verse 2

Fuck your lady fuck her crazy make her cum
and sheil praise you, that’s just something that
we learned sometime back in the 80’s, but now
we livin in a matrix and everybody’s plugged in,
play dates are now on facebook they just
facetime instead, 80’s baby’s had cassette tapes
for our radio hits, with the dual cassette player
to record all our hits, maken real mixtapes for
our walk-man’s ya bitch, with the treble and bass
dial for our volume and shit, now look at me
lil D, H.I.V ain’t Ill as me, rest in peace Eazy-E
but that metaphor was sweet, the 80’s braught
us break-dancin them boy’s we called b, MTV
was playen music instead of impregnated teens,
the 80’s home, the 80’s grown, like A-1
coke we way to strong, I made this song, for
baby’s born, from 81 up to 89


Verse 3

Now they said i couldn’t rap about bein white
anymore, they didn’t say i couldn’t rap about
poppin adderall pills, well i say rappers that
are white should get beat up for a slur, Forest
Gump get your son, save him soon private ryan,
I’m a product of reaganomics was high when I
learned about it, tryen not to smile every time
I saw reefer madness, H.I.V and Aids and weed
were blamed on gay’s and monkey’s see,
minority’s their scape-goating it was us and now
its muslim peeps, If you were black you did
crack, It’s as simple as that, If you were white
you sniffed yak It’s the rich man’s crack, I’m
bringen back the 80’s like a disco track, do the
hussle like scareface with a pick in your hair,
the 80’s home, the 80’s grown, like A-1
coke we way to strong, I made this song, for
baby’s born, from 81 up to 89