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

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 d**n 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

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

I'm a ghetto

I'm a ghetto

I'm a Ghetto

Blaster motherf**ker