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**