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How in the hell do I know all the words to the Salt N' Peppa song "Shoop?"
It came on the radio just now and there I was, rapping right along, and now I'm all scared and confused because, seriously, what the hell?
Is it just one of those things that everyone that's roughly my age knows automatically? Because otherwise, I've got no clue as to how these lyrics got into my brain. I'm starting to think that this is kind of like the fact that every single person I know owns a copy of The Beastie Boy's "License to Ill," even though I've never met anyone that can actually remember purchasing it. I think there's some kind of 80's hip-hop conspiracy going on here; Grandmaster Flash being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame was only the beginning. Soon we'll all be beatboxing and wearing unlaced Addidas and, echoing through the streets, we'll hear the call of the revolution:
"I said a hip hop, the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you don't stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie, say up jumped the boogie, to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat."
Consider yourself warned. And brush up on your pop n' lock skills.
It came on the radio just now and there I was, rapping right along, and now I'm all scared and confused because, seriously, what the hell?
Is it just one of those things that everyone that's roughly my age knows automatically? Because otherwise, I've got no clue as to how these lyrics got into my brain. I'm starting to think that this is kind of like the fact that every single person I know owns a copy of The Beastie Boy's "License to Ill," even though I've never met anyone that can actually remember purchasing it. I think there's some kind of 80's hip-hop conspiracy going on here; Grandmaster Flash being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame was only the beginning. Soon we'll all be beatboxing and wearing unlaced Addidas and, echoing through the streets, we'll hear the call of the revolution:
"I said a hip hop, the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you don't stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie, say up jumped the boogie, to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat."
Consider yourself warned. And brush up on your pop n' lock skills.
posted by Clinton at 3:07 PM
13 Comments:
I'm all up in your comment face today huh?
So anyways, i was just listening to S&P the other day while i got ready for work(yes i'm awesome, i know) and i was singing along with "none of your business" and i realized that when this album came out in 1993 I was in 4th grade. I was in 4th grade screaming about how "you shouldn't even get into who i'm givin skins to." in the hebrew school parking lot.
I thought skins were those high fives they did in stand by me as in "gimme some skin." Either way, now i get why i was a total bad ass by the time i got to 6th grade-thanks to salt, pep, and spinderella :)
-Jew
Please. What you call "being all up in my face," I call "keeping me entertained."
Incidentally, in 1993, I was the only kid in my Junior High who'd heard of Nirvana and, therefore, was edgy. It only lasted about a month but, damn... what a month.
Yea i totally peaked in 7th grade too, i was a "skater" I wore jynco jeans and tight t-shirts with my hair in ironic pigtail buns. Oh and i didn't own a skateboard, natch.
-Jew
I'm happy to entertain, im assuming we are both bored as hell at work... 10 more minutes :)
Oh if only... I'm working the "West Coast" shift tonight. My ass is here 'til 8pm. The rest of me too, actually.
Yeah, I used to be awesome too; my dad's a music nerd and he imparted that unto me, so I was the kid that new EVERYTHING about music back in the day. Then everyone caught up with me and then I made the mistake of working in record stores, where everybody knows everything.
Eh. Better to have been cool and lost it, than to have never been cool at all. Or some such.
I think you are both pretty lame.
Kidding. I just don't have anything witty or interesting to say beacause it Effin Freezing in my office.
Music wise... I've been trapped in 1994 since, well 1994.
Help.
~Irish
That's funny because it's true about 'Shoop'. Ellen Degeneres even raps it on one of her comedy specials.
I think it's because that song was played ad nauseum back when it came out.
Irish... Yeah, well your FACE is lame!!! Hahahahahaha!!!! SNAP!!! Ahem... sorry.
Big Daddy... See, the thing is, I don't remember ever hearing it as a kid. Maybe I did, but subconciously.
you are lucky that you live so far away from me or i would hunt you down for getting that song stuck in my head.
can i get some fries with that shake-shake booty...
"Shoop" transmits like a virus; sorry, I should have known better before I unleashed it on the general population.
I actually played this song for my mom...the last time I was home visiting the 'rents... I told her that I had to play it at my wedding (a wedding that obviously doesn't yet exist) just so she could see that everyone I know would know the lyrics.
Her response, "I really don't think your father would appreciate it. And where the hell did you learn lyrics like this"
I'm pretty sure it was "I wanna know how does it hang" that got to her.
~Irish
PS: Yr right my face is lame... lame and freckled :)
If I went to a wedding and "Shoop" was played, I would probably consider it the best wedding in the history of people getting hitched.
Provided, of course, that there was an open bar.
Also, it's cool; my face is lame too. Lame and furry, what with the hobo beard and all.
Isn't it amazing all the songs you realize you find yourself actually knowing the lyrics to?
"Scary" would be the word I'd use. I'm afraid one of these days it's going to turn out that I know all the words to House of Pain's "Jump Around."
What then, I ask you? What then?
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