Sunday, September 9, 2012

Pegz - Back Then


Just realised - no Aussie rap thus far on the blog. Pegz from Melbourne easily gets the honours, with a very cool track reminding those of us who grew up in the 80's of some of the cool/uncool shit associated with that era. Let's go.


Yeah! Back then didnt need the buzz
Russian Alex had Reebok Pumps. Big Gaz had Nike T-dubs, everybody wanted nice sneakers.
I saved up for a pair of Jordans, and spent all day dubbin' tapes for walkmans.
Who remembers Ice-T was king? Flat tops were in, Swatches were bling.

I couldn't comprehend my sisters intrepidity - mohawks, cherry docs, Dead Kennedys...
Pegz memories are bona fide, but perceptions change over time.
Yeah I still love cars and motorbikes, give me coconut sauce and a bowl of rice.
Keep my soul alive, control the mic's, Bruce Lee versus Poltergeist.

Back then wasn't easy, back then things worked out, back then I wish you were now.

Duckin' transit cops and gumbys - Menzies Ave was a real Jumani.
Winsor flats, St Kilda junkies, steal your money like "which bank?"
Girls didn't seem so superficial, Levis jeans and a blue light disco.
Lets go back when baseball caps meant racking cans, police harassment,
Style Wars, Street Assassin, collectors porn I feed the passion.
Bootlegs from Central Station, KRS One's Revelation.
Knowledge and self preservation, fuck racism and president Reagan.
Remember days when I first started rappin' cabs were black like...

 Back then wasn't easy, back then things worked out, back then I wish you were now.

Everyone had humble intentions - DJ Koopz had a couple of lessons,
Belt-drives, double cassette decks, Tandy mic's with the budget connections.
Back then I scrubbed floors and packed shelves, and left school to get away and hang out.
Phone boxes, pinball parlours, showin off like an ignoramus

Whole crew had a crush on Tiffany, and got played like a Mozart symphony.
Bronx infamy, Compton attitude, flannelette shirts and Adidas parachutes
Bomber jackets, turtle Raybans, New Balance, purple stained hands.
Little Ben got burnt by spray cans, and I still hear reverbarations.

Back then didn't need the buzz, back then hadn't seen enough
Back then always dreaming of B-girls in the classroom steaming hot.
Homeboys at the station bein' hard - beatbox on the train, MC in the park.
Gettin chased by cops, piecin' the yards
Back then - I learnt the meaning of art.


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