Ghetto Rock lyrics

Artist  : Mos Def 
Song : Ghetto Rock



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[Intro:  Mos Def]

Hello Children



[Chorus 1:  Mos Def]

Black Jack Johnson N.Y.C., R-O-C-K-I-N-G

Sun and the moon, earths, stars, and planets

Before song done y'all goin' all understand
it



[Verse 1: Mos Def]

Like - Hot

The haters can't f**k with it

'Cause they mom and they sister and girl in love
with

it (and they niggaz)

Sound man holla black COME WITH IT

Sping the record 'till the record done
spinning

Up top is you getting up with it?

Dirty dirty is you getting cronk with it?

Smokey smoke from coast to coast

Be carefull our first draw be that overdose

Who stay holding it from Brooklyn? YOU KNOW IS
MOS!

Ha, Jackpot I (Sing yo) got to go for broke

Is this the only way the Smith Family now to
go

Right here to my youngest one is older folks

Im'ma put down like a dirty so and so

Freak daddy came here to work the mojo - oh

Because the - high is high and the low is low

And that goes for the sinner man to holy
folks

Put your sh*t in the sky like I know you - oh

(Brooklyn stand up!)

Ha, my ghetto nation get toe to toe

Stay rocking steady steady 'cause I told you
so

And after y'all get it go I let it go some
more

That Black Jack about something for sure) for
sure

(SAY WHAT!)

For sure for sure (HA!)

Let me see you in the world making your shoulder
role

And if it get good tell your nigga throw your
'bows



[Chorus 2: Mos Def]

'Cause we are so ghetto

Yes we are rock and roll

Yes we are so ghetto

Yes we are rock and roll

Yes we are so ghetto

Yes we are rock and roll

Yes we are so ghetto

Yes we are - rock and motherf**king roll
(WOOOO!)



[Verse 2: Mos Def]

Ha, I am a fighter and a lover

I'm the freaky baby daddy, I'm a bad
motherf**ker

I'm the earth, wind, fire, and the thunder

I said I am, go ask my mother

You don't believe that sh*t believe what you want
to

Alright, OK, So, Shut-up!

Speak language come straight from the gutter

Observe the terms that we trade with one and
other

Like - what's good, what's popping, what's
cracking

What it is, how you living, what's happening

Work songs that the slaves sang back then

The playground chants, with little girls
claping



[Chorus 2: Mos Def + (Girls chanting)]

Black John Johnson N.Y.C., R-O-C-K-I-N-G

Son and the moon, earths, stars, and planets

Before the song done y'all going all understand
it

Black John Johnson N.Y.C., R-O-C-K-I-N-G

Son and the moon, earths stars and planets

Before the song done y'all going all understand
it



[Outro: Mos Def]

SPACE!

GIMME THE SPACE!

BACK UP, GIMME THE SPACE!!!

LET A NIGGA ROCK!

GIMME THE SPACE!

LET A NIGGA ROCK!

LET A NIGGA ROCK, HA!

This is the sound

Ghettos rock

This is the sound

Ghettos rock

This is the sound

Ghettos rock

This is the sound

Ghettos rock

This is the sound

Ghettos rock

This is the sound

Ghettos rock and - MOTHERF**KING ROLLLLLLLLL!