Back to the 70s
The Retro Rebels

[Verse 1]
Yo, we’re kickin’ it back from the future to the past,
Bell bottoms flared, man, this beat’s gonna last.
Like disco lights spinning, I’m groovin' and fly,
A time capsule flow, it’s just you and I.
Talkin’ ’bout Marv and the Muppet Show,
A wild sense of humor, let those laughter seeds grow.
Funky fresh like a vinyl, no scratches or scars,
Rock it out hard like you’re Bruce with the guitars.
Runnin’ in the streets with my crew like the Warriors,
Wordplay sharper than a Thundercat, glorious.
I got references tighter than a polyester suit,
Swear like I mean it, so you better salute.
Nothin’ but respect for those legends of old,
Jimi, Janis, keepin’ it bold with their souls.
I’m the ‘King of the Hill’, Mike Judge’s delight,
Savvy as a SNL skit, punchlines in flight.
From Saturday Night Fever to the break of dawn,
A disco inferno where the mixtape’s drawn.
We’re back, baby, let’s relive every minute,
Sippin’ on nostalgia, so let’s all get in it.

[Chorus]
Bring it back, yeah, let's rewind the time,
To the funky beats and the rhythm of the rhyme.
From the highs to the lows, let the good vibes flow,
70s revival, feel the energy grow.

[Verse 2]
Cuffin’ my jeans like it’s ‘79's scene,
Got that silk shirt on, man, I’m looking real clean.
Roll out with the crew in my baby blue ‘Chevy,
Cruisin’ down the boulevard, feelin’ so ready.
Pop culture blast, I’m the king of the block,
Like Pac-Man chasin’ ghosts, I’m never gonna stop.
Got the TV on blast, every sitcom a hit,
Good Times and Brady Bunch, can’t resist the wit.
Yeah, I’m bringing the noise like a Funkadelic jam,
With the witty comebacks that’ll make you go bam!
So let’s paint the town red in polyester threads,
Playin’ records on the turntable, liftin’ up our heads.
Talkin’ ‘bout tennis with a Billie Jean vibe,
I’m the rhyme architect, let’s build this tribe.
With smart metaphors packed like a Sunday roast,
Ridin’ on the beat, hear the echo, hear the boast.

[Chorus]
Bring it back, yeah, let's rewind the time,
To the funky beats and the rhythm of the rhyme.
From the highs to the lows, let the good vibes flow,
70s revival, feel the energy grow.

[Bridge]
It’s a throwback party, let’s raise up our drinks,
Expressin’ ourselves with the rhythm that syncs.
Makin’ fun of ourselves, poppin’ jokes with flair,
Laugh ’til we drop, dressed in our retro wear.

[Verse 3]
Takin’ shots like I’m Rocky, feelin’ so tough,
Gonna drop some knowledge, yeah, we’re callin’ your bluff.
Like a bad sitcom, bring the laughs to the stage,
Words sharper than a Crow’s, let ‘em out of the cage.
Take that journey back like you’re livin’ the dream,
Keep the vibe alive, like you’re part of the team.
From Bee Gees to Bowie, every note is a treasure,
Swears and clever bars, it’s a measure of pleasure.
I’m takin’ you to court with a gavel so slick,
In my mind, I’m a giant, kickin’ logic so quick.
With the 'Do the Hustle' beat and the rhythm of my pen,
Locked in the groove, let’s do a round ’til we’re zen.
The canvas of our lives, painted in vibrant hue,
So let’s blend our visions, we’ve got work to do.

[Chorus]
Bring it back, yeah, let's rewind the time,
To the funky beats and the rhythm of the rhyme.
From the highs to the lows, let the good vibes flow,
70s revival, feel the energy grow.

[Verse 4]
With comic books stacked like the towers we rise,
Chasin’ all those dreams, man, we’re reachin’ for the skies.
Back to the roots where the flowers bloom bright,
Colorful metaphors ready to ignite.
Talkin’ ‘bout themes like the moon and the stars,
Every shout, every whisper, we’re bypassing the bars.
The records that spin keep us mellow and free,
Life’s too short, so let’s relish the spree.
Gotta strut, gotta step like we’re born for the stage,
Every wrinkle a story in this life’s wicked page.
So here’s to the future seen through the lens of the past,
With a nod to the culture that’s here to outlast.
With each beat I drop, feel the echoes combine,
Let the world celebrate when I draw that line.

[Chorus]
Bring it back, yeah, let's rewind the time,
To the funky beats and the rhythm of the rhyme.
From the highs to the lows, let the good vibes flow,
70s revival, feel the energy grow.