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Street Sweeper Social Club – Fight! Smash! Win! Lyrics

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And the wealth dont trickle down
People pinchin every nickel now
Even if we dont fight
Bodies hit the ground
I spit the sound
Of a million fists finna pound
Im in the crowd til this whole thing switch
Around
Our brains are on temporary disconnect
I shoot my mouth off
I cant find my pistol yet
You can call this music disrespect
Cuz Ill 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
Heres what we plotted

Lets fight
Lets smash
Lets win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Lets fight
Lets smash
Lets win
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
If it dont 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 aint 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
Lets get Gepetto

Lets fight
Lets smash
Lets win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Lets fight
Lets smash
Lets win
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
If it dont work, we gon do it again

Well its a matter of fact that Im gonna
Die one day
But muthafcka
Right now I breath
And I may not be able to predict my
Demise
But you can bet it wont be on my knees
Im rappin at the speed of the falling dollar
They got greed to make you crawl and
Holla
Its old school like Easy-Es impala
Ay! Ay!
You gon lead
Or smoke trees and follow?

Lets fight
Lets smash
Lets win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Lets fight
Lets smash
Lets win
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
If it dont work, we gon do it again

Thanks, Billy Bragg!