Bivins served as manager and record producer of the kiddie new jack swing act, which became a part of the East Coast Family alongside B.B.D. and Boyz II Men. Another Bad Creation comprised of Chris Sellers, Dave Shelton, Romell Chapman, and brothers Marliss Pugh and Demetrius Pugh. Signed to Motown, their debut album, Coolin' At The Playground Ya Know, was released in 1991. The singles "Iesha" and "Playground" made it to the Top Ten on both the R&B and pop singles charts in the US. Their second album, It Ain't What You Wear, It's How You Play It, was released in 1993. After appearing in Robert Townsend's superhero comedy The Meteor Man that same year, they faded into obscurity.
A.B.C.
Another Bad Creation Lyrics
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Take it straight back to the bricks
Yo Chris, tell 'em where it is
Chillin', cooler den a squeak, kickin' dirt on my sneakers
Suckers on the corner lookin' down at their beepers
They couldn't get a job or a nice home
So they wanna stay and wait for the pay-phone
Take JoJo he's the youngest
Girls jock him 'cause he's reverse dressed
[Unverified] strollin' through the neighborhood
Sweatin' their brother tryin' to see why he's doin' good
Rollin' through the park tryin' to make another hit
Little do they know that soldiers' legit
I'm not sayin' this to put nobody down
This is what I see at the playground, ya' know
Aww yeah, another ABC smash gonna make ya mad
Uh, come on, come on everybody
And guess who's up next, kick it
L-I-L-D-A-V-E, 4 feet shorty of the crew
Just let me get on the mic and show you what I can do
When I'm all alone, cold rockin' on the microphone
At home [unverified] playin' under the phone
[Unverified] dis time little home
Kick it D, kick it D, kick it
Pump it D, pump it D, pump it
Swing it D, swing it D, swing it
I swing my beats at the playground, ya' know
(Everybody)
Come on y'all, good assault is in effect
Put your hands in the air
Put your hands in the air
I don't wanna see nobody sittin' in their chair
True dat, true dat, yo Ro, you are next
Well, I'm RoRo comin' in third
Now it's about that time that I get heard
And none of my rhymes will never ever be swerved
Word to her play tricks on your nerves
Everywhere I serve is real superb
And I'll be right back with part two of this funky rhyme G
Haha, yeah boy
Yo Red, I don't wanna flow no more man
Y'all go ahead, I'm just gonna sit back
And listen to this ghetto swing
'cause this is what I do, at the playground
Ya' know what I'm sayin'
Aww yeah, ABC's gonna sing, added to this missile
Fusion hip hop with a little ghetto swing
Yo Red, kick the ballistics G
It's the are to the E to the D and what you get is what you seein'
Straight up be boy word to Miss
Kickin' and flippin' the rhymes for the kids man for the kids
Chillin' in the park, nice and smooth
JoJo Mark tried to bust my groove
Ahh, I hate that
Had a big fanny not like Annie
Gave her the 24 letter and some candy, ah ah
Ay yo Red, where'd you meet her?
At the playground, ya' know
Okay, I guess you know by now
Big smash moves
Pants inside out
Into the Mizzark, chillin' in the pizzark
I got a break 'cause my mother said be home by dizzark
But before I go I'm gonna flow for you in time see
So listen to the rhyme G
The East Coast Family, Boyz To Men, ABC, BBD
Now flip the tracks D
My mother is mad and my brother is Red
Mario Brothers, bed
Last but not least I wanna say peace and we outta here
From the playground, ya' know
The lyrics of Another Bad Creation's song A.B.C. elaborate on life in the streets, specifically in the playground. The song begins with a description of the environment, "Comin' from the playground, Take it straight back to the bricks," setting the scene for the rest of the track. The lyrics go on to talk about the struggles and hardships of the streets, including the lack of job opportunities and the need to wait for pay-phones. In contrast, the members of the group, represented by the youngest member, JoJo, are doing well and being jocked by the girls in the neighborhood. He is in good shape because he is always on the move.
The second part of the song has Lil Dave and RoRo spitting rhymes on the mic, followed by Red taking over with some impressive flow. The song's structure implies that everyone has something to say, and there is something to be said for every experience represented in the song. Red's verse highlights the fusion of hip-hop with a little ghetto swing that complements the song's overall style.
The lyrics of A.B.C. offer an insightful look into the world of Another Bad Creation and life in the playground. The track serves as a vivid example of early 90s hip-hop and an encapsulation of street culture of the era.
Line by Line Meaning
Comin' from the playground
We are coming from the playground
Take it straight back to the bricks
We are heading straight home
Yo Chris, tell 'em where it is
Chris, let them know where we're from
Chillin', cooler den a squeak, kickin' dirt on my sneakers
We are relaxed and comfortable and casually getting dirt on our sneakers
Suckers on the corner lookin' down at their beepers
People on the corner are looking down at their pagers
They couldn't get a job or a nice home
They are unable to get a job or a good home
So they wanna stay and wait for the pay-phone
So they are waiting for the pay phone
Take JoJo he's the youngest
JoJo is the youngest in the group
Girls jock him 'cause he's reverse dressed
Girls like him because he dresses differently from others
[Unverified] strollin' through the neighborhood
Some unidentified individuals are walking in our neighborhood
Sweatin' their brother tryin' to see why he's doin' good
They are observing their fellow black person, trying to figure out how he is successful
Rollin' through the park tryin' to make another hit
We are moving around in the park trying to make another great musical piece
Little do they know that soldiers' legit
Those people may not know that we are real and legit
I'm not sayin' this to put nobody down
I am not trying to insult anyone
This is what I see at the playground, ya' know
This is what I observe when I'm at the playground, you know
L-I-L-D-A-V-E, 4 feet shorty of the crew
My name is Lil Dave, and I am the shortest member of the group
Just let me get on the mic and show you what I can do
Let me show you what I am capable of on the microphone
When I'm all alone, cold rockin' on the microphone
When I am by myself, I enjoy performing on the microphone
At home [unverified] playin' under the phone
I may be playing around with the phone when I am at home
[Unverified] dis time little home
This time, I am rapping
I swing my beats at the playground, ya' know
I enjoy rapping at the playground
(Everybody)
Everyone, join in
Come on y'all, good assault is in effect
Let's keep things lively and active
Put your hands in the air
Raise your hands up
I don't wanna see nobody sittin' in their chair
I want everyone to be involved and not just sitting around
Well, I'm RoRo comin' in third
I am RoRo and I am the third member of the group
Now it's about that time that I get heard
It's time for people to listen to what I have to say
And none of my rhymes will never ever be swerved
All of my rhymes will always be true
Everywhere I serve is real superb
Everywhere I go, I perform phenomenally
Ay yo Red, where'd you meet her?
Red, where did you meet her?
Okay, I guess you know by now
You probably know what's going on by now
Big smash moves
Big, impressive music moves
Pants inside out
Our pants are inside out
Into the Mizzark, chillin' in the pizzark
Into the market we go, to hang out at the pizza shop
I got a break 'cause my mother said be home by dizzark
I am taking a break because my mother wants me home soon
Last but not least I wanna say peace and we outta here
Lastly, I just want to say peace and we are leaving
From the playground, ya' know
We are leaving from the playground
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHRIS SELLER, DAVID SHELTON, ELLIOTT STRAITE, HOWARD A. THOMPSON, MARLISS PUGH, RICO DARNELL ANDERSON, ROMELL CHAPMAN
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@applesidertea
Word. I often thank God that I caught the tail end of all of the good ole days. I think I was literally the last generation to…
-play outside; jump double dutch
-entire family came together and gathered around one tv
-no pressure from social media
-enjoyed meeting fun new people in chat rooms without danger
-went through high school wearing jeans and a T-shirt, no make up, no lashes, no weave
-actually dialed up my college homegirls on their dorm room phones
-was excited to get home at the end of the day and check my answering machine
-emails were casual. they were read and replied to one time, usually at the end of the day without pressure
-actually went to the library with my buddies, used real books, and studying wasn’t distracted by cell phones
- had to borrow albums from friends and kindly return them
I could go on.
I thank God!
@user-fq4en5sq9b
No cursing no dirty lyrics...the way good music should be. So glad I grew up in the 8os
@navajoauckland6003
This song belonged to my friend Aisha, she passed at 8 of cancer, we'd sing this song all the time and laugh. Miss you gurl 🙏🌺💝☀️
@johncaldwell1421
🙏🏾
@justin1875
God bless her and my name is also Aisha LOL ( not about your friend Aisha no lol for that 😢)
@Nigel514
God bless her souls and 💖
@Sanjay407umi
Prayers up for her. 🙏🏽
@chicagorainbow8935
My Deepest Condolences 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
@bullrunready
Dallas Austin leaned into that beat tho. My man was 19yo at the time. Still bumpn in 2024
@suspectplayerau6258
I named my first baby girl after this song on the 22/9/1997, she's been in heaven since 6/8/2014.
I just had a dream I was singing this song to her, and she couldn't stop smiling, I tried to play the song on my phone for her but had no signal in my dream, so woke to play it on my laptop!
It's been a while since she's visited me in my dreams, I can't wait to dream of her again.
@doreeb6314
So sorry, I’m glad you get good memories and see her in your dreams.