Summer of '79

Bed-Stuy, you know, where you do or die
An if you came in there frontin' it was suicide
It used to be a Hip-Hop paradise
Where we kept the parks jammin' in the summertime
You came outside and put your ears to the air
Cause you knew you'd hear the sound coming from somewhere out there
And if you wanna find the place
You just head in the direction of the rumbling bass (yeah)
Could be Frankie D holdin' it down
Maybe App had come around with Electrified Sound
Maboya could be doin' it right
And you heard GrandMaster Flowers almost every night (right)
It was Hip-Hop heaven on earth
Way before this Rap game even got it's birth
When New York was hot fun in the summertime
And the best year of all was the summer of '79

Oooh I'll sing you a story
Of those Hip-Hop summertimes
When New York was rockin'
Like the summer of '79

Alright
Tap the light pole and we be jammin' all night
And ain't nobody callin' the cops
Cause everybody's here freakin'
If they older they're doin' the rock
An every block from all around
Comes runnin' to the park when they hear the sound
And soon the word's spreadin' through our part of town
Yo, 40 park y'all, Jam-On's gettin' down (yeah)
And ain't no reason to fear
Cause all the thugs are here freakin' like they just don't care
Cause we know how to keep the crowd jumpin'
Keep the freaks freakin', keep the bass bumpin'
Speakers pumpin' Love Is The Message
All the gods singin' study your lessons
Then we rock Good Times and everybody starts to losin' their mind
That was the summer of '79

Oooh it was the DJs
And the MCs time to shine
They kept the parks jammin'
In the summer of '79

And we be rockin' the party (all night)
Everybody doin' the freak an (no fight)
All the young ladies are lookin' (so right)
Fellas locked up on their booties (so tight)
MCs line up for the microphone
Cause the party ain't a party less the battle's on
An the whole damn crowd be singin' that song
Jam-On (to the break of dawn) (yeah)
Sometimes I wish that we could go back there
To when we partied all night in the summer air
And rapped for the streets and not the radio
And if you had a weak flow the crowd was lettin' ya know
A better era Hip-Hop will never find
Than when New York was hot fun in the summertime
And that was when we first met and Lady E became mine
Back in the summer of '79

Oooh we didn't need money
Or a record deal to sign
Cause we had the magic
In the summer of '79

Rock rock y'all (freak freak y'all)
Rock rock ya body (to the beat y'all)
Rock rock y'all (freak freak y'all)
Rock rock ya body (to the beat y'all)
(Party over here, party over here)
(Party over here, party right here)
(Ooop ooop, ooop ooop)
(Ooop ooop, ooop ooop)

And Hip-Hop was real
In the summer of '79