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Street Dogs - Fight! Smash! Win! lyrics
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
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 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 muthafucka
 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!









