Yasiin Bey - Ghetto Rock lyrics
[Yasiin Bey - Ghetto Rock lyrics]
Hello Children
Black Jack Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-IN-G
Sun and the moon, earth, stars, and planets
Before song done
Y'all gon' 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
(Come with it) spin 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 it's Mos!
Ha, Jackpot I (Sing yo) got to go for broke
Is this the only way the
Smith Family know 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 go for the sinner man to holy folk
Put your shit in the sky like I know you know
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
Let me see you in the
World making your shoulder roll
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
(Woooo)
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 another
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
Black John Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-IN-G
Sun and the moon, earth, stars, and planets
Before the song done
Y'all gon' all understand it
Black John Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-IN-G
Sun and the moon, earth, stars and planets
Before the song done
Y'all gon' 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 rolllllllll!
Black Jack Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-IN-G
Sun and the moon, earth, stars, and planets
Before song done
Y'all gon' 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
(Come with it) spin 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 it's Mos!
Ha, Jackpot I (Sing yo) got to go for broke
Is this the only way the
Smith Family know 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 go for the sinner man to holy folk
Put your shit in the sky like I know you know
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
Let me see you in the
World making your shoulder roll
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
(Woooo)
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 another
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
Black John Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-IN-G
Sun and the moon, earth, stars, and planets
Before the song done
Y'all gon' all understand it
Black John Johnson NYC, R-O-C-K-IN-G
Sun and the moon, earth, stars and planets
Before the song done
Y'all gon' 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 rolllllllll!