And They Hide Their Eyes

[Verse 1: D-Sisive]
Yo, nobody's answering
I went from, dark days in a daze to hearing birds chirp
Where the sticks tickle but words hurt
In a city so entitled, the herbs surface and dirts get pissed on
We champion the crooners and ignore the Tony Cliftons
So, why the fuck would we not, get our sniff on?
Nobody wants to hear the spit it flames like a Kiss concert, but keep the lipstick on 'em
We like that, the tight pants and hype dancing hoodrats for white Hanson, Spike lands in the bike lane
Dope up at the bus stop, with dope on us fuck cops, I'm the motherfucking police with no gun
Black belt with a white gi, a bloodstain on a white T a white boy yelling 'Why me?' so why me huh?
Struggling to five-string Everlast in a Bird jersey
Looking for a best friend, a Bert with no Ernie
Laverne with no Shirley, a Christmas burnt turkey
From where the stones tickle my toes but the words hurt me
A courtesy flush, a trash bag
Feeling out of touch listening to Ras Kass
Regretting my no regrets approach in pajamas and a brown paper bag mask

[Chorus: *sample*]
"And the people hide their faces
And they hide their eyes
'Cause the city's dying
And they don't know why"

[Verse 2: Bender]
Got the hangman behind me, tryna stump him on the last letter
Bad weather Dog Day Afternoon black leather
Shorty got a coat-hanger, hope she tryna steal a car
Face drained of colour like a silver star in a film noir
Light pollution dimmed the galaxy to half a watt
Walking with Occam's razor pondering the path we lost
Air-clouded smog envelop us the kids asleep
Empty warehouses, exoskeletons of industry
Collapsing ceiling, low-rise abandoned building
He just lamps and chills, feels like Maximilian at the Hilton
She said his tab's a bill, he ain't got half a shilling
So he's climbing out the window 'fore that pimp comes back to kill him
Panic-stricken on the transit system
Conductor acid tripping having visions made a rash decision
The merry-go-rounds on top of burial grounds, and we swept under the rug and kept it hush but that's the land we live in
Some old socialite baring her teeth
Very petite, out of fashion '90s heroin chic, glaring at me
Paranoid, convinced that I was following
She sucked her diamond ring off and swallowed it

[Chorus: *sample*]
"And the people hide their faces
And they hide their eyes
'Cause the city's dying
And they don't know why"

[Verse 3: Patience]
I could hazard a guess
First year nursing student, barefoot, pumps in hand
Colourful hundreds and under bundled in a rubber band
Husband at home, she's unprotected with another man
Now summer's fucking with ya' head just like the Son of Sam
They pick at the cleanly, patients' weakness at their worst of times
Jordans drop, the kid with debt up to his ankles is the first in line
Park bench, drinking Listerine and turpentine
Winter's twisting up your mood and now you burdened mine
Unbridled entitlement, rude to the underpaid
Cashier who'd whoop his ass at Scrabble and in other ways
There's construction zones, sinkholes and something strange
Weaves between the trees and buildings and it comes this way
Run from danger, bubbles under count the months and days
Where's his parents, an heir apparent, where's his funnel cake?
Neighbor wages escalating engagement in a drunken rage
Window washer hits the pavement like a stun grenade
My flesh is varnished by a film of the city's air
And parasitic bacteria that just isn't there
Employee scrubs off the sidewalk with little care
Man takes a seat, places his bag on the middle chair