The Family Tree

I'm a family man and my old man was not to understand

Got these hipster purists and some kind of tourist I'll be

While every [?] point of view

I'd sure watch my step if I just had to be you

You're already tangled up hanging from my family tree

Oh, hush little baby, don't say a thing

Mama's gonna pawn your daddy's diamond ring

Little boy blue got a brand new set of razor sharp teeth

You done priming with me, just take it up with me

You wanna start some trouble you just know where I'll be

I'll be at your favorite juke joint

"Shake It Up", my family tree

I sing the Blues and I make Rock and Roll

I might make Jazz or Punk, or Metal, or R'n'B or Soul

Either way I take the music that I make

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But also, I don't play the way you want me to play

Seems to me my long time enemy will be the first one to say

"I'd like to see your trial end tangled to the family tree"

Oh, hush little baby, don't say a thing

Mama's gonna pawn your daddy's diamond ring

Little boy blue got a brand new set of razor sharp teeth

You wanna get along, let me sing my song

You don't have to come to a show

That you don't have to pay to see

We'll be right down your street

"Shake It Up", my family tree

Here we go, try and spit on me, do want you wanna do

But my vein is boiling hard, make sure it don't blow back on you

But if you're lookin' for me

I'll be on your baby's record playin' "Shake It Up", my family tree

You know little girl love it when I "Shake It Up", my family tree