Back to Y2K
The Retro Rebels

[Verse 1]
Yo, we’re bringing it back, times were crazy back then,
Flip the script like it’s ’99, let’s begin,
Dial-up tones, passwords we’d forget,
Computers crashing, but who needed the net?
Chillin’ in AOL chat rooms for romance,
Sticking with my crew like we’re good at the dance.
MTV beaming, a new era of fame,
Reality TV, it’s a whole different game.

My Myspace top eight, in code, I would write,
Nostalgic like Nokia bricks, yeah, hold tight,
Tamagotchis dying ‘cause I forgot to feed,
Living in a world where the Furbies lead.
Pop punk blaring from the garage, kid’s dream,
Rage Against the Machine, we scream and redeem.
Pagers beeping, like “Where you at, nerd?”
We ain’t in the suburbs, man, we just occurred.

Binging on Pop-Tarts while Y2K was near,
Future’s comin’, are we toast now, I fear?
Countin’ down the seconds, the chaos in line,
Man, computers feelin' awesome, they’re past their prime.
Flip the calendar, ‘00 feels trippy,
But trust me on this, it’s all still vivid,

[Chorus]
Back to Y2K, where the memes did bloom,
Chillin’ with my boys, fueled by old cartoons,
Celebrate the moments, we’ll dance through the noise,
A generation gone wild, we’re still the real toys.

[Verse 2]
Damn right, we’re wildin’ at a raucous teen fest,
Giant inflatable N’sync, we know we’re the best,
Throwing back to Blockbuster nights, late fees and fries,
Was it really a crime to rent the same damn spy?
Pop culture icons, we wore ’em on shirts,
With neon colors, man, fashion’s where it hurts.

Y2K panic, counting down from ten,
No PCs, no servers, it’s a head-spinning trend,
Riding hype waves like a viral email,
“Send this to ten friends, or your crush will bail.”
Caught in a whirlwind of boy bands and spice,
Kiss a boy, check the clock, man, isn’t it nice?

Ripping up the charts like Britney’s big hit,
But I’ll stay underground, never droppin’ a bit,
Hiding in my basement, stacking my vinyl,
Livin’ for the beats, that hip-hop revival.
Must-see TV, for those who stay in,
Friends, Fresh Prince, living life with a grin.

[Chorus]
Back to Y2K, where the memes did bloom,
Chillin’ with my boys, fueled by old cartoons,
Celebrate the moments, we’ll dance through the noise,
A generation gone wild, we’re still the real toys.

[Bridge]
Y2K, we’re back, like it’s in our DNA,
Living in a sitcom, every single day,
Flippin’ through the channels, it’s a brand new scene,
Back when life was easy, we were livin’ the dream.

[Verse 3]
Punk rock lyrics, scribbled in my notebook,
Dare to be different—nah, that’s how we shook,
Emo vibes reign, hair dyed black, oh boy,
Shout outs to the scene, guess it’s never coy.
Pop-punk anthems blasting throughout the zone,
Curating playlists, now that you’re grown.

Off to the arcade, scores blast in surround,
Dungeons and Dragons, we’re spellbound,
Late-night snacks, sipping on that Surge,
Rewind this rap to feel the big urge.
Riding the whirlwind of the pop culture tide,
We’re half-assin’ adults, no need to hide.

Caught in the glitch, man don’t even dare,
HTML codes, hold my breath, take care,
Reality hits hard when adulthood’s awake,
But we still reminisce about that simple mistake.

[Chorus]
Back to Y2K, where the memes did bloom,
Chillin’ with my boys, fueled by old cartoons,
Celebrate the moments, we’ll dance through the noise,
A generation gone wild, we’re still the real toys.

[Outro]
So here’s to the times, when life felt right,
Where it all started, shining oh so bright,
Back to Y2K, we’ll never forget,
Laughter and chaos—yeah, place your bet.