Written by: AASIM BEY BAMBAATAA, JOHN ROBIE, ARTHUR BAKER, ROBERT ALLEN, JOHN MILLER, ELLIS WILLIAMS
Duration: 3:19
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Renegades of Funk’ by Afrika Bambaataa. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Afrika Bambaataa or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
No matter how hard you try, you can’t stop this now
No matter how hard you try, you can’t stop this now
Renegades of this atomic age
This atomic age for renegades
Renegades of this atomic age
This atomic age for renegades
Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece
On down through the Middle Ages
When the earth kept going through changes
There’s a business going on, cars continue to change
Nothing stays the same, there were always renegades
Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Payne
Like Martin Luther King, Malcom X
They were renegades of the atomic age
So many renegades
Hand clap, hand clap, the renegades
From a different solar system many many galaxies away
We are the force of another creation
A new musical revelation
And we’re on this musical message to help the others listen
Improve momentum and seek the electonic chance
Like astrology
Like technology
Like God’s Creation
Like the Zulu station
Like to the nation
Like destroy all nations
Like militants
Like down in sand
Like through changes ,nothing stays the same
Oh renegades
Now renegades are people with their own philosophy
They change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
You know they have their secret notions
And time is endless motion
All people of the moderate ages here in this twentieth century
You have to keep up in time with the moderate time
A state of mind and a sense of pride
A renegade, yes a renegade
Of this time and age
So many renegades
Who’s that
Now hand clap
The renegades
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
Poppin’, sockin’, rockin’ with a side of hip-hop
Because where we’re goin’ there ain’t no stoppin’
You know we’re poppin’, sockin’, with a side of hip-hop
Because where we’re goin’ there ain’t no stoppin’
Poppin’, sockin’, rockin’ with a side of hip-hop
Because where we’re goin’ there ain’t no stoppin’
(Repeat)
We’re teachers of the funk
And not of empty popping
We’re blessed with the Force and the sight of
electronics
With the bass, and the treble
The horns and our vocals
You know everytime we pop into the beat we get fresh
There was a time when our music
Was something called the Bay Street beat
People would gather from all around
To get down on the Bay sound
You had to be a renegade those days
To take a man on the dance floor
Like Afrika Bambattaa and the Soulsonic Force
We’re talking about Mr.B, Pow Wow, G-L-O-B-E
Was a renegade, yes, a renegade of the atomic age
So many renegades
What’s that
It’s a hand clap
The renegade
Just jam sucker
Say jam sucker
Say groove, sucker
Say groove, sucker
Say dance, sucker
Say dance, sucker
Now move, sucker
Now move, sucker
Everybody say
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
We’re the renegades of funk
Shake that thing
That makes me swing
I got some great
He’s a renegade of funk
Mr. Biggs
He’s a renegade of funk
Bambaataa
He’s a renegade of funk
Pow Wow
He’s a renegade of funk
And MC Globe