Lyrics Back to the Old School - Justice

Aww yeah
Cold illin' gettin' dumb
Cool blaze, havin' some fun
With my man, Mantronix, master of the beat
Rhythm machine, connoisseur of the rhythm with the sound that's mean
Combined with Just, a historical event
The crew of the year
Crew of the year
Crew of the year, 1986
Back to the old school!
Aww yeah
Clap your hands to the beat
Ha!

Came to the place to party all night
Gonna boogie on down 'til I see the starlight
Just got here the night is still young

Cut off the beats and start talkin' loud

Have you ever met a girl who you thought was it
When the push comes to shove [?] she ain't the shit!

I don't have to have a rhyme every day of the week
When I speak
I rock [?]
'Cause I'm unique!
Bust it!
Funky rhythms!
Get nice
Cold gettin' [?]

Sir Vicious!
Precise!

DMX
My rhythm, known as human beatbox!
Mantronix, gettin' dumb!

[?] on the beatbox
No one rocks harder!

We are never no fool!
From the old school!
Rahh!

To my man [?]
Protege on the way
Rock your body down from day to day
[?] rapper

Rock on!
Aww yeah
Hit it!

Crew of the year 1986
Hit it!

What more could you ask for?
With an MC like Just, it's a must
Hey, what can I say?
My man Mantronix
[?] music to play

Mantronix gotta beat!