[Intro]   Yeah   Give it to 'em   yes,yes,yes,yes,aha ah!   Ghetto people..this one's for you   And you and you and you   And you and you in the front   yo!   Jack Johnson (aha) live and stompin   Undisputed heavy weights champ (aha) of the world      [Verse 1]   Yo I'm live with it, low, middle, the high with it   And that's how I'ma live and die with it   Hold up and down your spine with it   Like Zimzallabim, Jack Johnson, yes my dog, right with them!   The most special, most ghetto, most method, most valuable   Rep my avenue like is the damn state capital   Coming shadows to mind, a better mark of rapeness   On slaves who high jacked the slave ships   The hackers who remapped the matrix   And built the road back to basics   And getcha all off that strain shit   You know this other cats run game with, it's tainted   Consider this the moment that changed it: NOW!   Jack john's stand strong never bow down   Back off or get clapped dog right about POW   For east to the west,up north to down south   We show you how to REALLY make moshpit bounce   Show you how the gritty make the ghetto wild out   First letters that I wrote when I sketch the script down   I'M LIVE WITH IT   low, middle, the high with it   And that's how I'ma live and die with it   I shine with it, rhyme with it, reveal and recognise with it   The ghetto know what time is it, when i spit it   Me 9-semi, an iron lion strike with it   See Dr. Know string a knot and make 'em ride with it      And look alive   Ghetto rock with me   Look alive   Ghetto rock with me   Aha yeah   Throw it up   Ghetto rock with me   Show it up   Ghetto rock with me      [Verse 2]   Born to rock, since my pawn shift rise (??)   Rock the booze water on any bully on your block   My flow tighter than a big titties halter top   Doper than a floyd flake that they bought they pops   Since I bright a con duke of course I'm not   My sharp mind join the dots and blow they plots   A lot of cats talk noise a lot, but then the noise is stopped   When the heavy sound voice in charge   And this is no limp bizkit this is jack's fat cock   loaded up slightly back, ghetto black rock   Brooklyn got bomb-rush that you can't stop   These the hungry hands that gon snatch your cash box   I never gave a second what on "the fuck is with y'all?"   Cuz my first thought covered it all   YOU WHACK!!!   And I don't care what you sound since not mumblin y'all   Cause you can't do me nothing at all   Which means, you can't shine my shoes watch my drawers   Clean my cloth walk my dog moan my loan   On other words dude I don't need SHIT from them   All I got is hard rhymes and hot spit for them   And yeah, I got the country new (raaatttttt) for them   See how dark it can get for them?   Tell their mommas THAT'S IT for them   Get the flowers, they'll sing for them   A sad story how it'll end for them   That's what you get for not listenin' FIRE!!   And a long rest in kumbayah   You stand strong you can't move higher   You move in "how we all can move higher?"   Ready to roll like new tire   Well I can show you who the true lion   True power move quiet thru the understandin of the science      [Outro]   We live with it, no middle, the high with it   And that's how we gon live and die with it   Now ride with it   Yeah, ghetto rock with me   Ghetto rock with me   Ghetto rock with me   Ghetto rock!! Ghetto... MOTHERFUCKERS!      Freaky radio!