Ghetto Rock Lyrics - New Danger - Mos Def

Hello children 

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

Sun and the moon, earths, stars, and planets 

Before song done y'all goin' all understand it 

Like, hot 

The haters can't fuck with it 

Cause they mom and they sister and girl in love with 

It (and they niggas) 

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 crunk with it? 

Smokey smoke from coast to coast 

Be careful 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 

I'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 shit 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 

Let me see you in the world making your shoulder role 

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

'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 motherfucking roll 

Ha, I am a fighter and a lover 

I'm the freaky baby daddy, I'm a bad motherfucker 

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

I said I am, go ask my mother 

You don't believe that shit 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 clapping 

Blackjack Johnson NYC, 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 

Blackjack Johnson NYC, 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 

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 

Ghetto rock 

This is the sound 

Ghetto rock 

This is the sound 

Ghetto rock 

This is the sound 

Ghetto rock 

This is the sound 

Ghetto rock 

This is the sound 

Ghetto rock and, motherfucking roll!