Don't touch that stereo Look out everybody 'cause they in the place It's Luke Skyywalker and The Ghetto Ba** This is ba** that you want on ghetto you depend When the smoke blows over they'll be dead in the end With a high powered system, and DJ's galore They control your body while vibrating the floor Consider self warned 'cause they on the case A message from ghetto- feel the ba**! There's only one ghetto with a claim to fame But there many crews out there try and bite the name To all perpetrators put you under a cloud When you hear the name ghetto- the ba** is loud! They are known across the land As the crew who rocked Miami PAC-Jam To all other cities, have no fear It's '86, a ghetto style year They come visit you in your little place It's Luke Skyywalker and the ghetto style ba**