Let’s go back to eighty-eight
Violence started
There was corruption
The end result
B-boy Destruction
Listen all u dissin’
I got something you been missing
I got lyrics you should listen
Rewritten with precision
Thirty-five years ago
I wrote those rhymes
Hip-hop’s still plagued
By violent times
B-boy destruction
It’s a real story
Just like today
Sometime kinda gorey
Thuggies and the crew
They loved Hip-hop too
This story’s all true
I was there
Where were you
Repeating tonight’s top news stories
Eight people has been hospitalized
As a result of rioting and violence
Stemming from last night’s
Hip-hop concert-fest eighty-eight
The incident marks
The third consecutive
Hip-hop concert hall show
Ending violently
Police are now toying with threats
Of cancelling next weekend’s
Rap Attack concert
Due to threats of continuing violence
Violence started
There was corruption
The end result
B-boy Destruction
B-boys getting blown away
It’s a moral disgrace
I’m talking to you
Brothers and sisters
There’s got to be a better way
Peace
I’m talking to you
Listen up
Back in the days
I had the crowd rocking
Parties every block
Hip-hop to the top
Two in the morning
The crowd fills the space
Chic and Sunshine
That pounding bass
Michie Mee, Maestro
Run-DMC
Rumble, Jam-On-Strong
Public Enemy
LL rocked the bells
Hard like hell
Hip-hop was kickin’
Everybody could tell
The city loved Rap
Respected on the map
Yo, remember that day
When that posse attacked
Violence started
There was corruption
The end result
B-Boy Destruction
Party after party
Jam after jam
The weak would hang
Surrounded by the gang
Dangerous times
And corrupted minds
My pledge for peace
I wrote those lines
I must emphasize
That there were no lies
You close your eyes
Somebody may die
B-Boys getting blown away
It’s a moral disgrace
I’m talking to you
Brothers and sisters
There’s got to be a better way
Peace
I’m talking to you
Listen up
No more
Hip-hop in this town
The weekend comes around
And you wanna hear my sound
Nowhere to go,
Excitement is low
No show in T.O.
Can’t we go to Buffalo
No, its too far
When you got no car
Can’t see the star
Cause of this damn war
Shut down
The party’s over
Can’t bring em back
With a clover
All of this fighting
Leading to rioting
Sucker home boys
On the floor perpetrating
Posses clashing
Rope chains snatching
B-boys battling
Danger unraveling
The music’s stopped
And they’ve called the cops
A show that was rockin’
Has now stopped
The B-boys burst in
Tempers flaring
Innocent cursing
Some running down the stairs
Instead of ignoring
You are supporting
Bum-rush
They kicked the back door in
War erupting
Enemies brawl
Heads bang against the wall
At the concert hall
Violence started
There was corruption
The end result
B-boy Destruction
B-boys getting blown away
It’s a moral disgrace
I’m talking to you
Brothers and sisters
There’s got to be a better way
Peace
I’m talking to you
Listen up
You must be mad
Or mentally minded
You have been blinded
Don’t get excited
By this fighting
Battling, ruling
Better yourself, boy
Just go to school’n
Learn about Apartheid
And South Africa
Regan, Gorbachov
Nelson Mandela
World destruction
The system of corruption
World War Three
Nuclear destruction
Socialism, communism
Captured land
Martin Luther King
Ukraine and Putin
I’ll never understand
Why a person is a sexist
A racist, a rapist
I am just your lyricist
Open your mind, man
So you aren’t blind
Now is the time
To listen to my rhyme
Another brother dies
Media telling lies
People want peace
Not violent cries
Let the party rock
And the people have fun
Forget about the shootings
Forget about the guns
Too much violence
In the world of Hip-hop
Keep it up suckers
And the whole damn scene will stop
Terminate it
That’s just not fair
Put your hands in the air
To end warfare
B-Boys getting blown away
It’s a moral disgrace
I’m talking to you
Brothers and sisters
There’s got to be a better way
Peace
I’m talking to you
Listen up
B-Boys getting blown away
It’s a moral disgrace
I’m talking to you
Brothers and sisters
There’s got to be a better way
Peace
I’m talking to you
Listen up