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, 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 He 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 Tought me everything I need to know - about life D-Y-N-O GRANDMA