Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gentrification , by - Deniro Farrar. Song from the album Red Book, Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.12.2016
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Gentrification |
| It’s called gentrification |
| It’s what happens when the property value of a certain area is brought down |
| Huh? |
| You listening? |
| To bring the property value down |
| They can buy the land at a lower price |
| Then they move all the people out |
| Raise the property value |
| And sell it at a profit |
| I’m just a boy from the hood |
| I feel like Furious Styles |
| Gentrification in our ghetto this nation is ours |
| We built this shit |
| Yeah, yeah we built this shit |
| Losing our ghetto but we don’t even know it |
| Only use the curb for the liquor we pawn |
| Nigga got shot now it’s time to mourn |
| Is what it is baby life move on |
| Gotta love struggle cause it made me strong |
| Whole Foods in the hood now the rent got raised |
| But I’m still living off minimum wage |
| Nigga can’t even afford to stay |
| Next thing you know they gon' own the block |
| Shit too high for the mom and pop |
| Stores we was raised on on the block |
| Now we gotta make way for a coffee shop |
| Can’t take shit so they buy the land |
| Living next door to the fireman |
| And a couple with a dog but they don’t even speak |
| Walking round acting like they better than me |
| Cause they make six figures with a college degree |
| I grew up around Hades and apartments to me |
| Steady jacking up the price but you gotta be cheap? |
| Motherfuckers ain’t fooling me |
| I love my skin and I love my soul |
| We was all slaves that’s the lie they told |
| We started out kings with diamonds and gold |
| But they took our shit baby ain’t that cold? |
| Where we gon' live if it ain’t the hood? |
| Can’t move up cause a nigga poor |
| Still in a recession and the jobs is low |
| Only other option is slang some blow |
| Three strike rule better think again |
| Kicking us out and they moving in |
| Pushing us all to the side of the city |
| Full of liquor stores and the water’s shitty |
| School fucked up they don’t teach the kids |
| Bout who they is or what we did |
| Alien ain’t build them pyramids |
| We the ones started the beauty supply |
| People bought it out now prices are high |
| Everything around me gentrified |
| Better wake up nigga open your eyes |
| Go and get high then you eat Popeyes |
| But there ain’t enough time to lay on our side |
| Cross they fingers cause they hope we die |
| Must’ve forgot we was born to survive |
| Only in the hood when you need a vote |
| Or fucking our women in exchange for dope |
| Same old shit it ain’t changing though |
| Feeling like God my only hope |
| We are African |
| And we happen to be in America |
| We’re not American |
| We are a people who formerly were African who were kidnapped and brought to |
| America |
| We didn’t land on Plymouth Rock |
| The rock was landed on us |