Don't forget "Alfonso's Breakin' Board," a preprinted piece of corrugated cardboard that he hawked via TV ads around the same time.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Sd4C8_FMdjA

maybe you should have FAQ tracking so that you can avoid breakin' the rules and being *BANNED

(this is my first ban, oh my goodness I'm so nervous/excited)

*dupekiller.....beats the hell outta breakin' the news gently-

My bad first time off I read this as "Breakin into my home town"

and we watched and his show still sucks....least he's breakin the goddamn wall of shit down, the writers will be lazier after the big deal, and we'll all laugh less.....that's juss the way of the Beast

girls can get the hook, too, hambone, and I have been here, how long, never breakin' 50 onna post....!!

There are so many over a hundred worthy.....*sniff

Tags for this video have been changed from 'breakdance, rap, cd, 80s, mtv' to 'breakdance, rap, cd, 80s, mtv, breakin and poppin' - edited by looris

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I still don't get it....lilith, did you make these viddies???? oh I geddit, clever and convenient justification of rule breakin', like when I steal from Walmarts and Home Depots??? Hey woland, I have said fuck you before to a fellow sifter, and now they won't never talk to me any more....boooooo hoooooo!!! Funny thing is, that same sifter is one of the special folks that makes this place, such a great diversion......

ok lilitu, here's my particualr peave, stated here again, in simple verbiage. Creepy answers to straight forward questions means ya got something to hide, and know yer doing wrong-Asked you the questions that led to this post in private, and now it's here-i ain't no meany, just like to know the terrain I travel-this is way better than a birthday party, look, all these new pals are showing up, and they probably are gonna bring a couple of presents!

jspath I was gonna say the same thing. I BMX'd my whole life and that isnt exactly hard to do. We use to have competitions to see how many fish tails (back and forth with the read tire) you can do after getting up to speed, have skid patches that lasted for many many feet.

If they make this some sort of sport im breakin out the old BMX.

oh man, the could have done without the last 8 seconds...

some serious fuckin breakin going on in this video

All of the lyrics to the song:

Intro:
Yo, are you a pimp, a hustler?
No I'm not.
Are you a man, and can you stand alone like a man has to sometimes?
Yes I can.
Are you willing, to go out there and save the lives of our children,
even if it means losing your own life?
Yes I am.
I believe you Jeru, you're ready.
'You've no-no-nothing to worry about'

Verse One:
Now, I don't push a Lex
Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next
All, these so called players up in the rap game
Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine
It used to be LaToya and, jim hats
But now it's uzis macs and, g-packs of cracks
Everybody's psycho or some type of goodfellow
But me I keep it real that's all swine like jello
Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo
Never received currency for moving a kilo
Or an ounce, make em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
Or on video get caught you'll know who turned State's
Evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
Mama always said watch what comes out your mouth
Tight case for the DA from here to down South
Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth
You're a player but only because you be playin yourself

Chorus:
With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin yaself
With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
With all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, you're, playin yaself
With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

Verse Two:
Now these ladies is lookin pretty from city to city
I refined a few I met, around the country
The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question
Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections
And sisters with good minds, get no respect when
Their ass is all hangin out, playin the bar section
of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab
I drop the truth, cause rhyming is more than just my craft
Or a way to get ass, or fast cash, or blasted
Black women, make sure you're respected
When niggaz is kickin that old off the wall shit, let em know
from jump: "Dead it", you're not ignorant
Knowledge wisdom understanding is the key to wealth
Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself

Chorus:
With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself
With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself
Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
With those skin tight jeans baby you're, playin yaself
With those hooker type wears hon you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself

Verse Three:
Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble drugs
in the projects, or use mics to sell sex
Niggaz, nowadays is all about this
So much ying yang, it's ridiculous
If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors
And these record companies shake em down like mobsters
But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas
Always fakin moves, never, makin moves
Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breakin down
you fools, you work all week and give the devil back his loot
for jewels, and the steak on your plate is filled
with chemicals, still, brothers leave brothers
all battered and bruised, on the streets
Won't see snakes on my feet
The race is on, but I won't compete
In this competition, because I have a greater mission
I hope that you listen
Knowledge wisdom and understanding brings, long life
and health, think anything else and ya playin yaself

Chorus:
So all that Big Willie talk, hop, you're, playin yaself
And all those skin tight jeans hon you're playin yaself
And all that rah rah rah, you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
And all those hooker type wears baby you're playin yaself
And all that big gun talk money you're playin yaself
Everything all exposed you're, playin yaself
You're, playin yaself, you're, playin yaself
'I don't play'

aahhhh the old tree breakin ball buster

I saw Breakin' in its original theatrical run (yes, a Sift elder who is, in fact, elderly).

At the end of the film, this inspired kid did a "centipede" starting from the front row, all the way up the aisle, and out the front door.

God I wish I could post that gruesome but compelling video. Good SC times.

afro astaire, LOL

I love that you had the confidence to choose "Breakin" for your first post.