[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 fuck 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 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 [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 motherfucking roll (WOOOO!)

 [Verse 2: Mos Def]



   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 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 - MOTHERFUCKING ROLLLLLLLLL!