If You Say So

[Intro]
Shine, my nigga, shine
(I mean, if you say so, sucker, uh, uh)
Shine, my nigga, shine
(Say it like, say it like)
(Uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
U-Haul parked under cover of night
Marked for life
On that reverse white flight, got you a slice
Urban renewal, dead nigga poltergeist you can't remove
As a reminder
Feeding on innermost anxiety and desire
Sprinkling baby powder and kicks on power lines
You're not forgotten (you're not forgotten)
Forever Harlem shake, like no one's watching
White long tees washed by the blood
Plant a tree, block abandoned and bleak
Can't feel the love
Mask and glove off axis
So-called conspiracy theories played out, live action
Insidious and brilliant
Republican rapper, cracker, blacked out in a hallway stature
Turn the children's hands the other way
To be frank, when you perpetuate the bullshit
You deserve every expected reaction that you get
To live and die in a hole
Tiramisu-like layers of chaos and control
Internalize and implode
Panic attacks, asthma, tabernacle and botanical be equally packed
In attempts to guide an unseen hand, a personal favor
This won't take all night, [?] my pager
Painting pallets, land neighbors come in malice
Cut-rate shell of a broke down palace
The answer is 'hell no' but it depends on who's asking
(And even then)

[Verse 2]
They running out of slums to flip, to east and beyond (to the east and beyond)
Illuminated by twenty-four hour bodega neon (and beyond)
Y'all pawns
You niggas better learn to swim
Jamaica Bay is calling (them's jokes)
I dreamed I bought a houseboat
Mopped the deck with Sonny Rollins
Pushed by predatory forces, old school blockbuster mortgage
Say the same systemic devaluation, pure horse-shhh
Warm gun smoke under detritus
Case studies in economic science
A generation who curses in cycles, crime blues
Curse god in haikus
Arranged union of iris, bride, groom
Barren wombs and lost blocks, last stop
Shook cops with waxed eyebrows that blast first
Hot boys got crazy words
You serve in broad day
If nobody got knocked in the process
Okay, something like a compromise, fine line divide pride and stupidity
Hard to not think cynically
No bold deeds and balls of pretty filigree
Drawn up to be defrauded, you want all this or whatever's left
Fresh carcass reek of hyena's breath
Broken, bereft, dry bones resurrected
Dollar store gift cards for all your efforts
Can't afford to show your face around these parts no more
You don't know how stacked the deck is
Stress test, pressure sky high, like pop flies, sunblind brown eyes
Violent with a knife, cash is king, price is right

[Outro]
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold
Sold, sold, sold, sold, sold