B-Boy Real McCoy
Aceyalone Lyrics


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Yeah
Ah, this one's out of respect
To you and yours
Ah
I'm a b-boy, I'm the real McCoy
I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
What's up party people in the place to be
Gather round for a minute and check the MC
I really don't know what you expectin from me
But I was born and raised to rock over the beat
See, me and my homies got some tight-ass raps
It is time we put the hometeam back on the map
All you radio stations play a whole lotta crap
It's like I'm hungry at the table and you feedin me scrap
So this one's for the people who can ride the wave
And go into the battle and come out unscathed
See, my only regret is that I probably never gave
Enough back to hip-hop for the life it saved
So ride along with us as we lick this shot
For anybody who put it down, we never forgot
See, we give it all we got, cause it's how we was taught
And it only takes a second just to blow up the spot
I'm a be-boy, I'm the real McCoy
I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy

We keep it lit like weed, indeed the rare breed
They barely did enough of us for their needs
Our fans, some r&b, most hip-hop and rave
I'm dark-skinned, baby, and I get you sun-bathed
Once the track's laid that Jissm made
I become a slave to the beat, don't know how to behave
We kept it true, what else did you expect us to do?
Now I'm beggin you to come and spin a record or two
I'm on the prowl in the here and now I'll be cold
To you so-called MC's who want to get bold
You'll be showed in the worst ways
I'm seasoned for battle cause of Project Blowed Thursdays
I'm a wordsmith, now that we've settled into two thou
(Two thou) we gotta represent somehow (somehow)
It's talent in the ghetto that we'll have to employ
With melanin in em they'll seek to destroy
I'm a rudeboy, I'm the real mccoy
I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy

You want to make noise, make noise
Aceyalone (& Abstract Rude)
be boys make some noise (b-boys)
be girls make some noise
(It's workin)
Work it out
Work it out
(It's workin)
Like that

Cause we was at the party when the jam was live
And it really wasn't poppin' until we arrived
We was hangin' out at the club before we can drive
With big afros like the Jackson Five
Comin' out the house late, makin' it home safe
b-boys in the place, just had to show my face
Soon after that I discovered my instrument
As soon as I picked her up we got intimate
Big up to my homeboys who know this tune
Microphone Mike and my man T-Spoon (Heavyweight)
Aceyalone just stepped in the room
Now we know the flavor's in here the party resumes
Cause I'm a be -boy, I'm the real McCoy
I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
I'm a b-boy
Respect to the fallen soldiers in hip-hop
And all the fallen soldiers across the world in the struggle




Alright
Easy

Overall Meaning

The song "B-Boy Real McCoy" by Aceyalone reflects his love and respect for hip-hop culture and the art of rapping. Aceyalone starts the song by introducing himself as a real b-boy who is the genuine article, with a unique style and flavor. He further emphasizes his identity as a "chocolate" person all over like an Almond Joy. Aceyalone then addresses the state of hip-hop music, which he believes has deteriorated with all the playing of "crap" on radios. He aims to put the home team back on the map, as he and his homies have some tight-ass raps to offer.


Aceyalone also acknowledges his indebtedness to hip-hop culture, which he admits saved his life. He expresses regret that he may not have paid hip-hop back enough for what it gave him. The song is a call for unity among hip-hop lovers, encouraging everyone to ride along and fight for the art form they all love. Aceyalone also references his experiences as a b-boy, from being a part of the Jackson Five lookalike group to discovering his instrument and becoming a seasoned wordsmith.


Overall, "B-Boy Real McCoy" is testament to Aceyalone's love for hip-hop culture, to which he owes his identity, his platform, and his life. The song is a celebration of the art form and a call for awareness about its cultural heritage.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Opening statement to start the song


Ah, this one's out of respect
Dedication to the listeners and supporters of hip-hop culture and music


To you and yours
Acknowledgment of the listeners and their personal relationships influenced by hip-hop culture


Ah
Exclamation of acknowledgement or agreement


I'm a b-boy, I'm the real McCoy
Self-identification as a true breakdancer and genuine hip-hop artist


I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
Reference to skin color and trait comparison to a candy bar


What's up party people in the place to be
Greetings to the audience and recognition of the venue


Gather round for a minute and check the MC
Invitation to pay attention and listen to the rapper and his lyrics


I really don't know what you expectin from me
Admission of uncertainty towards audience's expectations


But I was born and raised to rock over the beat
Self-explanation of upbringing and artistic ability


See, me and my homies got some tight-ass raps
Acknowledgement of fellow artists and their impressive rhyming skills


It is time we put the hometeam back on the map
Desire to represent and promote the local hip-hop scene


All you radio stations play a whole lotta crap
Criticism towards mainstream media's lack of appreciation for quality hip-hop music


It's like I'm hungry at the table and you feedin me scrap
Comparison of the rapper's hunger for exposure and radio's limited support for true hip-hop artists


So this one's for the people who can ride the wave
Dedication to fans and listeners who appreciate and enjoy authentic hip-hop


And go into the battle and come out unscathed
Acknowledgement of hip-hop's competitive and often confrontational nature


See, my only regret is that I probably never gave
Admission of remorse for not doing enough for the hip-hop community


Enough back to hip-hop for the life it saved
Recognition of the positive impact hip-hop culture had on the rapper's life


So ride along with us as we lick this shot
Encouragement to the audience to accompany the artist on the hip-hop journey


For anybody who put it down, we never forgot
Appreciation for fellow hip-hop artists who contributed and influenced the genre


See, we give it all we got, cause it's how we was taught
Explanation of artist's dedication to hip-hop and their upbringing


And it only takes a second just to blow up the spot
Acknowledgment of hip-hop's potential for quick and intense impact


We keep it lit like weed, indeed the rare breed
Reference to unique hip-hop style and identity


They barely did enough of us for their needs
Criticism towards media and society's tokenization of hip-hop culture


Our fans, some r&b, most hip-hop and rave
Description of the artist's audience and appreciation for various music genres


I'm dark-skinned, baby, and I get you sun-bathed
Statement of physical appearance and attraction


Once the track's laid that Jissm made
Reference to the music producer and their creative process


I become a slave to the beat, don't know how to behave
Artist's deep immersion and passion towards music creation


We kept it true, what else did you expect us to do?
Confirmation of the artist's authenticity and dedication to true hip-hop culture


Now I'm beggin you to come and spin a record or two
Invitation to a DJ to play the artist's music and help promote it


I'm on the prowl in the here and now I'll be cold
Artist's confidence and determination towards current and future success


To you so-called MC's who want to get bold
Challenge to other rappers who claim to be great but lack skills or authenticity


You'll be showed in the worst ways
Warning to other rappers of the artist's competitive and confrontational nature


I'm seasoned for battle cause of Project Blowed Thursdays
Reference to the artist's hip-hop collective and regular performances that helped hone his skills


I'm a wordsmith, now that we've settled into two thou
Reiteration of artist's talent and mention of current year's timeframe


we gotta represent somehow (somehow)
Acknowledgement of the need to promote and represent hip-hop culture and music


It's talent in the ghetto that we'll have to employ
Recognition of the often forgotten and overlooked hip-hop artists in the inner city


With melanin in em they'll seek to destroy
Reference to external societal forces seeking to undermine and damage hip-hop culture


I'm a rudeboy, I'm the real mccoy
Self-identification as a genuine and authentic hip-hop artist with rudeboy persona


You want to make noise, make noise
Challenge to other hip-hop artists to make bold and impactful music


Aceyalone (& Abstract Rude)
Acknowledgement of fellow artist Abstract Rude


be boys make some noise (b-boys)
Encouragement for breakdancers to participate and support hip-hop culture


be girls make some noise
Encouragement for female listeners and participants in hip-hop culture


(It's workin)
Positive affirmation of the impact of hip-hop music and culture


Work it out
Encouragement to dance and express oneself through music and movement


Cause we was at the party when the jam was live
Storytelling of past experiences and participation in live hip-hop events


And it really wasn't poppin' until we arrived
Self-claim of impact and influence on the quality and energy of a hip-hop party


We was hangin' out at the club before we can drive
Reference to early life experiences and participation in hip-hop culture


With big afros like the Jackson Five
Visual comparison of artist's physical appearance to iconic music group


Comin' out the house late, makin' it home safe
Acknowledgment of risky behaviors and importance of personal safety


b-boys in the place, just had to show my face
Reference to artist's participation in breakdancing culture and desire to be seen and appreciated


Soon after that I discovered my instrument
Personal reference to the artist's creative process and musical talent


As soon as I picked her up we got intimate
Reference to the artist's deep passion and personal connection with music creation


Big up to my homeboys who know this tune
Acknowledgement of fellow artists and listeners who share appreciation for the artist's music


Microphone Mike and my man T-Spoon (Heavyweight)
Shoutouts to fellow artists and collaborators


Aceyalone just stepped in the room
Final self-reiteration of artist's name and presence


Now we know the flavor's in here the party resumes
Confirmation of artist's impact and influence on the hip-hop party and culture


Alright
Closing statement and end of the song




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: AARON JOSEPH POINTER, EDWIN M. JR. HAYES

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