Grandma Dynamite

When I was a little boy growing up

In the South, South Bronx is where I played

And there were bullets flying everyday

And if I didn't duck, uh, I might've got caught

Well, my grandmother said

Daddy's at work

Mommy's there too

And if you don't get your butt over to music class

You'll be through

She said

I bought you that guitar

Boy you better play it

Get you out the ghetto

Learn rhythm and solos

Be the best that you can

Rock the house in 4/4

Claim your name to fame and

Get off the street right now!

My grandma is dynamite

Taught me everything I need to know

About life

D-Y-N-O

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D-Y-N-O

GRANDMA