Lyrics:

[Intro]

Ooooooooh
Weeeeeeee!

Oh, man
That's that old school, Bruce
Word up, man

Ah, I got the World's Famous with me this time
We gonna toss it up
We gonna continue kicking flavor
Break it down!

Ow, man
We gonna do it something like this
Remember the old school and that...

And to the rock-rock-rock
To rock-rock the rock
And to the rock-rock-rock
Do it, Bruce!

[Verse 1]

Oh, Ikey and Mikey
They was playing in the ditch
When Ikey called Mikey
A little dirty son of a…

Bring down the children
And let them play with sticks
And when they get older
All they'll learn to play with…

Dickey's little brother
Who name was Tiny Tim
We had put him in a piss pot
To see if he could swim

The brother swam to the bottom
And then he swam up to the top
The along came a spider
And beat him at the…

Cocktails, ginger ales
Five cents a glass
And if you don't like
You can shove it up…

And ask me no more questions
And I'll tell you no lies
'Cuz a guy got hit with a bag of…
Right between his eyes

[Outro]

Same beat, y'all
Stay in step
It's the old school World's Famous Brucie B and Busy Bee

Ha ha!

Yeah, there it go

Ho!

Ayo, Bambaataa
We gonna play this one for you and your man, Kool Herc
We gonna go way back
Grandmaster Flash
You understand where to go

O-o-o-old school
Hey!
O-o-o-old school
Ha-ha ha-ha
Dance sucker!

Oh, we cooling out in the backyard
63 Park
Know what I'm saying
123
Bronx River
Cedar Park and all that old fly stuff

We're gonna go back to Arthur Park with my man Richie T
We're gonna take it uptown to the T. Connection
We're gonna finish tossing it up

I'm gonna break it down one time
Ayo, Brucie Bee
Hit me one time

Yeah, I like that
Old school
Oooh oooooh!

Where we at, Busy Bee?
In the o-o-o-old school

Ow, man
Ayo, m...
Ay, mira mami
Where you going, baby?
Where you going, baby?

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Hit me!

And yes, y'all
It's the same beat from the sucker sucker
Of the great jamming fucker

Two times for my mellow
On the wheels of steel
My man, the World's Famous
Brucie Bee

You understand what we talking about
We gonna go back to the old school
Ayo, Star Child
You know how we kick it, right?

We're going to go way back
Something like this
Ay, Brucie Bee
On the mix one time

Uh, break it down, Bruce

Ha-ha ha haaa
Dance, sucker

We at the old school
And we kicking flavor
That's right
We got the 'Apache'
We got the 'Son of Scorpio'

I remember my man, Breakout, Barry and the rest of the crew
When they had Keith Keith and K.K. Rockwell
Me and Afrika Islam
We was tossing it up in Junior High School 123
Way back in the day

To the Chuck Chuck City Crew
My man, Disco King, Mario and the rest of you brothers
To Mr. Biggs and the rest of the posse
You know who we talking about

We brought it way back
And the reason why we brought it way back
Because I go way back
And I'm still here

Tossing it up
Bigger and badder
Deffer than ever
Break it down, World's Famous!

Ha-ha ha haaa
Dance, sucker!

Oh, there go them girls over there from the old school
They done got fat
Oh, they done got fat
Baby, you done got fat
Baby, what you doing
You ain't on that Glacé Lite?

Oh, okay
You're looking good, baby!

Ay, World's Famous
Hit me one time
Come on, let's go

Ay, we have more old school beats
You know what I'm saying
For those, the DJs that go way back
Like Cisco and my man, Tom and Jerry
My man, Charlie Chase, on the funky bass
My man, Tony Tone

Ha ha!
Ow, there we go!

Alright
This one for my man, Charlie Chase
Charlie Chase used to go way back
A little something like this
Break it down
Come on, Chase

Ha haaaa!

Ow, man
This is that
That San Juan stuff
San Juan
Here we go

Huh-huh huh HA!

This is the old school
I had to make this record for all my old school guys
If I forgot your name
That not mean I didn't know you
I know who you was
But I'm sorry I didn't say it

But all the rest of the crew
You know what I'm saying

West side posse
East side posse

To the rock
And don't stop
Keep on
And don't stop

Uh, to the rock
And don't stop
Keep on
And don't stop

It's Busy Bee
I really got to go now
My man, World's Famous, behind the wheels of steel

Pepe's over there cooling out
Got the big fella over there cooling out
Bee-stingers over there cooling out
That tall motherfucker's over there somewhere cooling out

We gonna break it down
We got the Rooftop Posse in effect
We're gonna do it something like this

Old school!
I'm out of here!