Lyrics 1UP (Video Games, Part II) - Funkoars feat. Fatty Phew & K21

Yo, save the princess, save the world
Spent my teens in front screens instead of chasing girls
Way too busy jumping barrels on computers
Clocking Robocop 2, you can call me Duke Nukem
(Come get some!) That's a link to my past
The pitful of my laugh would always driven by heart
If being an honest man my favourite game would have to be
Wonderboy in Monsterland, playing two controllers, jam
Mario and Duckhunt, orginal split screen
Both on one cartridge it was hard to keep that shit clean
Always had Megadrive, guess I was arrogant
Big Head mode on the Jam when I was slamming it
The era golden like the axe was
Spoiled as a kid man I had the whole catalogue
I was born to play, never was I bored a day
Dust off the Commodore and load up California Games

Man I'm a fuck you up, pistol sideways and duck hunting
I'm here to kick-ass and chew bubblegum (And I'm all outta gum)
Power battle double jump, Mortal Kombat uppercut
Scorpion the whole block and press up up
Hard from Lara Croft (Fatality)
Learn everything I knew from Leisure Suit Larry
Was in the game more than EA is
Still wondering where the fuck Carmen in San Diego is
VGA 286
NBA Jam with sticky tape on the Queens head
Yeah I love GTA 5 dude
But I'm still doing kill frenzies in a bird's eye view
On the main menu (Yeah?)
Press square, triangle, circle, x, x, circle, triangle, square
I feel old is better
Call it retro, we call it the golden era

And I don't really know how to feel
If I should be impressed with this world, the graphics are real
Maybe I should leave it alone, get outta home
But no they got games on my mobile phone

So when I'm down give me 1UP Can't fight play Shinobi thought it taught me to swing
Till I bumped into a stranger and lost all of my rings
If you wanted to multiplayer with me you're staying over
Couldn't save but when I was dead that mean game is over? kept me sober, my social life was easy
Cos when I was alone that mean nobody could beat me
Didn't need connections, don't matter if I'm lagging
Bumbag a twenties and coming for Double Dragon
Never lost a controller because they wired
But then again I never passed school cos I was tired
Bitch please I'm playing Civ 3
Road Rashing and crashing it on the split screen
Corpse looter, don't like the shooter
If you was much better on computer
So don't complicate it, reality been overated
I'm just kinda glad I made it

Arose from my coffin and start roasting your squadron
Hosting your losses and then I'm ghosts to your goblins
Adrians an alien who's caning em and taming em
Freddy, Jason, or Damian when I step on the stage again
Don't wait for an invitation I'll rock it like a rap tour
Hacksaw with a hacksaw, hacking into an actor
Who's bigger head than NBA Jam and tour the back board
Keep a couple rumble packs stored up in my stash draw
Using my lawn mower like I'm playing Dead Rising
Shredded competitive left em redder than M. Bison
Cognac sipper slash bomb rapper spitter
With the pen I Murder Inc. like I'm a contract killer
The Single Minded Civil' now I'm part of the baddest army
Kill everyone on the track then knock myself, kamikaze
Own a? and? and behave yourself
Put a dollar in your arse cos you played yourself

(Hadouken!) Yep hit em with that Shin Shoryuken
Or I stay having a baby is the new gen
The next gen intrusive (Hello!) shoulda read books
Saw this woman in labour and when I said push
Out the pipes like a waterpool device
Leaving Vault 101 walking towards the light
With a Stimpak for the stats, bottle caps for the cash
Then I open up the V.A.T.S. for the rats
Bioshock dead body in?
You must beat Shan Lung to even stand a chance
T's playing RPG's looking for something
Even offline I find somebody pushing my buttons and its over
Soldier of Fortune of poor tunes, gold edition
Need for Speed in the pole position
Golden Gun against that loaded PP7
Till I pulled out my (yeah!) then revealed a secret weapon