Displaced

It's almost like we aren't here
The flats are gone
Yeah
And I know damn well that they want it so the blacks are gone
We're all criminals to them
In between sky scrapers, making minimum for rent
Chilling and billing while they keep the prison system
Fed
Patrol us
Surviving lively is our operandi modus
From the tribe of 'Alright, now let's focus'
Expel our demons like expecto patronum
Respect that we're owning our own destinies
Rest in peace to Afeni
Free the poor and jail the leaders
They lead us onto a path of treachery
With advanced weaponry and call it security
It's a joke
We're as broke as the chains on us
No more will you take from us

It's hard living when the place that you're from ain't there anymore
Feel like I don't care anymore
Don't know this place
And we don't care about your real estate
I'm from a real estate
I know they want us displaced

Sometimes I get angry
I blame them for me not seeing my family that much anymore. But the walls ain't the same
Nah
Twenty years I lived in Maiden Lane and there's never been a marketing suite before
Back before, way back
Back before TOX tags were all over
I bought posters
Went to Four Star G in Camden, thought I was a soldier
That's my ends. Yeah, yeah
That's my ends
I'd like to represent but I can't afford the rent
Spent time protesting but I got arrested too much for my mind to not find that distressing
I'm deleting what they taught since freedom's what I bought. And I ain't going back to court
Forget what you thought
In the words of Shakur
Now I'm mature
I dropped the Cure
Stay in tuned for what's in store

It's hard living when the place that you're from ain't there anymore
Feel like I don't care anymore
Don't know this place
And we don't care about your real estate
I'm from a real estate
I know they want us displaced

Maiden Lane, Agar, Peckwater, Somers, Q.C., Cumbo
Let's take em
High, high, high