kick, push kick, push kick, push coast
This summer will mark my 30th year of skateboarding.
I actually skateboarded and roller skated and skootered since before that, but the year I spent my money on a Grentech, that's the year I count...but I've gone from steel wheels from key skates, nailed through hingeplates on some table leaf or construction scrap [halt and vault was the typical reaction once the smallest grain of sand was encountered--the term faceplant did not occur until after urethane wheels, for faceplants were a common dismount prior] through to plastic wheels [you can imagine the joy] to urethane to whatever the hell it is they use now.
I don't catch air anymore, nor do I probably even properly thrash. But I do what I can and I skate, downhills and parking garages I like special, for I'm a carver slider speed freak from way back. I used to bomb ramps after hitting the bar...330 am and ain't nobody carin' what's going on unless there's gunfire.
Well, this year I have what I consider the greatest skateboard song ever, and it took a hip hop artist to do it. Yes, yes, I was a fan of JFA [Jody Foster's Army, skatepunk primo], Suicidal Tendencies [the Muir Venice Dogtown connection me know well] and the like, and I'd really dig a few opinions from people that have them...but this song is worth listening to for the story and style, whether or not you like hip hop or skateboarding.
Soon, the urban youth will embrace skateboarding, and the revolution WILL be televised, and maybe we'll end up making Tony Hawk the President.
Me? I'm a Mike Vallely man. If you can see this documentary on Fuel TV or elsewhere, you'll get a taste of why.
I think individual sports like skateboarding, surfing, etc., are the future. If we are to progress as a country, we need something to continue to create unique ways for humans to excel...how to make something out of nothing, how to see the world from a different [functional and entertaining, athletic and abstract, on and on] point of view...this is something real and true, hacked from surfing [many thanks to the island people!] but truly American.
So, back to the song. Read the lyrics and perhaps that will tip the scale in favor of giving it a try.
Kick, Push - Lupe Fiasco
Genre/Lang. : Hip-Hop
[Intro]
Uh, what up ya'll
Soundtrack what's poppin' baby
Ya'll ain't know
I go by the name of
Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that 1st & 15
Yea
And this one right here
I dedicate this one right here
To all my homies out there grindin' (ya know what I'm saying)
Legally and Illegally
Ha
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
So, check it out
[Verse One]
First got it when he was six
Didn't know any tricks
Matter fact
First time he got on it he slipped
Landed on his hip and bust his lip
For a week he had to talk with a lisp
Like this
Now we can end the story right here
But shorty didn't quit it was somethin in the air
Yea
He said it was somethin' so appealing
He couldn't fight the feelin'
Somethin' about it
He knew he couldn't doubt it
Couldn't understand it
Brand it, since his first kickflip he landed
Uh
Labeled a misfit, abandoned
Ca-kunk, ca-kunk, kunk
His neighbors couldn't stand it, so
He was banished to the park
Started in the morning wouldn't stop till after dark
Yea
When he said it's gettin late in here
So "I'm sorry young man there's no skating here"
[Chorus]
So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
And the way he roll just a rebel to the world with no place to go
So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's Kick, and Push, and Coast
[Verse Two]
Uh, uh ,uh
My man got a lil older became a better roller (yea)
No helmet, hellbent on killin' himself, was what his momma said
But he was feelin' himself
Got a lil more swagger in his style
Met his girlfriend, she was clappin' in the crowd
Love is what was happening to him now, uh
He said I would marry you but I'm engaged to these aerials and varials
And I don't think this board is strong enough to carry 2
She said bow I weigh 120 pounds, now
Lemme make one thing clear
I dont need to ride yours I got mine right here
So she took him to a spot
He didn't know about
Somewhere in the apartment parking lot, she said
I don't normally take dates in here
Security came and said "I'm sorry there's no skating here"
[Chorus]
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
And the way they roll just lovers in the twine with no place to go
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's Kick, (uh uh) and Push, (yea yea) and Coast
[Verse 3]
Yea uh, yea, yea
Before he knew he had a crew
That weren't no punk
In they Spitfire shirts and SB Dunks
They would Push, till they couldn't skate no more
Office building, Li-B's weren't safe no more
And it wasn't like they weren't getting chased no more
Just the freedom is better than breathing they said (they said)
And they escape route, they used to escape out
When things got crazy they needed to break out (they'd head)
To any place with stairs, any good grinds the world was theirs, uh
And they four wheels would take them there
Till the cops came and said "There's no skating here"
[Chorus]
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
And the way they roll just a rebels without a cause with no place to go
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
So come roll with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's Kick, (uh uh) and Push, (yea yea) and Coast.
I actually skateboarded and roller skated and skootered since before that, but the year I spent my money on a Grentech, that's the year I count...but I've gone from steel wheels from key skates, nailed through hingeplates on some table leaf or construction scrap [halt and vault was the typical reaction once the smallest grain of sand was encountered--the term faceplant did not occur until after urethane wheels, for faceplants were a common dismount prior] through to plastic wheels [you can imagine the joy] to urethane to whatever the hell it is they use now.
I don't catch air anymore, nor do I probably even properly thrash. But I do what I can and I skate, downhills and parking garages I like special, for I'm a carver slider speed freak from way back. I used to bomb ramps after hitting the bar...330 am and ain't nobody carin' what's going on unless there's gunfire.
Well, this year I have what I consider the greatest skateboard song ever, and it took a hip hop artist to do it. Yes, yes, I was a fan of JFA [Jody Foster's Army, skatepunk primo], Suicidal Tendencies [the Muir Venice Dogtown connection me know well] and the like, and I'd really dig a few opinions from people that have them...but this song is worth listening to for the story and style, whether or not you like hip hop or skateboarding.
Soon, the urban youth will embrace skateboarding, and the revolution WILL be televised, and maybe we'll end up making Tony Hawk the President.
Me? I'm a Mike Vallely man. If you can see this documentary on Fuel TV or elsewhere, you'll get a taste of why.
I think individual sports like skateboarding, surfing, etc., are the future. If we are to progress as a country, we need something to continue to create unique ways for humans to excel...how to make something out of nothing, how to see the world from a different [functional and entertaining, athletic and abstract, on and on] point of view...this is something real and true, hacked from surfing [many thanks to the island people!] but truly American.
So, back to the song. Read the lyrics and perhaps that will tip the scale in favor of giving it a try.
Kick, Push - Lupe Fiasco
Genre/Lang. : Hip-Hop
[Intro]
Uh, what up ya'll
Soundtrack what's poppin' baby
Ya'll ain't know
I go by the name of
Lupe Fiasco
Representin' that 1st & 15
Yea
And this one right here
I dedicate this one right here
To all my homies out there grindin' (ya know what I'm saying)
Legally and Illegally
Ha
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
So, check it out
[Verse One]
First got it when he was six
Didn't know any tricks
Matter fact
First time he got on it he slipped
Landed on his hip and bust his lip
For a week he had to talk with a lisp
Like this
Now we can end the story right here
But shorty didn't quit it was somethin in the air
Yea
He said it was somethin' so appealing
He couldn't fight the feelin'
Somethin' about it
He knew he couldn't doubt it
Couldn't understand it
Brand it, since his first kickflip he landed
Uh
Labeled a misfit, abandoned
Ca-kunk, ca-kunk, kunk
His neighbors couldn't stand it, so
He was banished to the park
Started in the morning wouldn't stop till after dark
Yea
When he said it's gettin late in here
So "I'm sorry young man there's no skating here"
[Chorus]
So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
And the way he roll just a rebel to the world with no place to go
So we Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's Kick, and Push, and Coast
[Verse Two]
Uh, uh ,uh
My man got a lil older became a better roller (yea)
No helmet, hellbent on killin' himself, was what his momma said
But he was feelin' himself
Got a lil more swagger in his style
Met his girlfriend, she was clappin' in the crowd
Love is what was happening to him now, uh
He said I would marry you but I'm engaged to these aerials and varials
And I don't think this board is strong enough to carry 2
She said bow I weigh 120 pounds, now
Lemme make one thing clear
I dont need to ride yours I got mine right here
So she took him to a spot
He didn't know about
Somewhere in the apartment parking lot, she said
I don't normally take dates in here
Security came and said "I'm sorry there's no skating here"
[Chorus]
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
And the way they roll just lovers in the twine with no place to go
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
So come and skate with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's Kick, (uh uh) and Push, (yea yea) and Coast
[Verse 3]
Yea uh, yea, yea
Before he knew he had a crew
That weren't no punk
In they Spitfire shirts and SB Dunks
They would Push, till they couldn't skate no more
Office building, Li-B's weren't safe no more
And it wasn't like they weren't getting chased no more
Just the freedom is better than breathing they said (they said)
And they escape route, they used to escape out
When things got crazy they needed to break out (they'd head)
To any place with stairs, any good grinds the world was theirs, uh
And they four wheels would take them there
Till the cops came and said "There's no skating here"
[Chorus]
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
And the way they roll just a rebels without a cause with no place to go
So they Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Kick, Push Coast
So come roll with me, just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's Kick, (uh uh) and Push, (yea yea) and Coast.