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