Ghetto Blaster-Street Sweeper Social Club

Listen to the, shotgun sonata from personas non grata With a plot to rock harder than the secta intafada I do, drink firewater but I'm more like Hiawatha and will slaughter, slaughter, slaughter, your armada Inform your scholars that our alma mater's squalor So my squad'll pull your collar at your black-and-white gala We're canon fodder for dollars both under Bush and Obama I'm not a baller And I'm a Ghetto Blaster Cause I'm a Ghetto Blaster See I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a ghetto, I'm a ghetto, I'm a ghetto, I'm a Ghetto Blaster!!! [Boots Riley] I'm from the land o' the free labor that planted the plan of the black-and-branded to scram it over to Canada A fan of radical bandits and bandanas who slammed in the banana clip and rat-a-tat-tat-tatted-a They spat the grammar to scam y'all to clamor up The damn ladder to grab for Excalibur Not a rap battler, but the next calibre PULL THE T RIGGER! C'mon and help me out! Said help me out! Need y'all to help me out! C'mon and help me out! Help me out! C'mon and help me out! Need y'all to help me out! Help me out! [Boots Riley] Cause I'm a Ghetto Blaster Yeah I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a Ghetto Blaster I'm a ghetto, I'm a ghetto, I'm a ghetto, I'm a Ghetto Blaster!!! I'm a Ghetto Blaster [3X] I'm a ghetto, I'm a ghetto, I'm a Ghetto Blaster motherf**ker!