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Street Sweeper Social Club : Fight! Smash! Win! lyrics

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Street Sweeper Social Club lyrics : "Fight! Smash! Win!"

And the wealth don't trickle down
People pinchin every nickel now
Even if we don't fight

Bodies hit the ground
I spit the sound
Of a million fists finna pound

I'm in the crowd til this
whole thing switch Around
Our brains are on

temporary disconnect
I shoot my mouth off
I can't find my pistol yet

You can call this
music disrespect
Cuz I'll slap you in your

face at your local
Disco tech
Mr Green with your

missiles and rockets
My paycheck burns a
hole in your pocket

You told the judge put
my name on the Docket
Meetin in the break room

Here's what we plotted

Let's fight

Let's smash
Let's win
We gon fight

We gon smash
Let us in
Let's fight

Let's smash
Let's win
Just like getting up

in the club with a
fake I'd
If it don't work, we

gon do it again

Your honor may it

please the court
Swear me in on a book
full of Tupac Quotes

After what I say
You might noose my throat
Reporters please

scribble down a few
Hot notes
Allow me to be the first

To throw dirt on their graves
Excuse me
I never learned to behave

My great great granny
was a Carolina Slave
She wispers in my ear

Sayin "Spark the blaze."
Somewhere on the eastside
of steal and rob

A whole generation got a McJob
And the light bill
still ain't resolved

See the hungry mob
pulse and throb
If you got a blacklist I

wanna be on it*
If we gon attack this then
we need to run it

If you see my hood man
You might call it ghetto
Politicians are puppets yall

Let's get Gepetto

Let's fight

Let's smash
Let's win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in

Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
Just like getting up
in the club with a

fake I'd
If it don't work, we
gon do it again

Well it's a matter of

fact that I'm gonna
Die one day
But mutha$#&@a
Right now I breath
And I may not be able

to predict my Demise
But you can bet it
won't be on my knees
I'm rappin at the
speed of the falling dollar
They got greed to

make you crawl and Holla
it's old school like
Easy-E's impala
Ay! Ay!
You gon lead
Or smoke trees and follow?


Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Let's fight

Let's smash
Let's win
Just like getting up
in the club with a
fake I'd
If it don't work, we
gon do it again


Thanks, Billy Bragg!

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