Super Chron Flight Brothers - Rent Control lyrics

[Billy Woods] f**ing bull sh** man, yo, you seen Andy – the f**ing super – you seen him? Hey Andy! How the f** I always gotta come find you man? What the f** is the deal? I told you two weeks ago, my ceiling in my bathroom 'bout to fall the f** in We got a leak, I'm scared to take a shower in their man, damn! And the f**ing heat ain't on, it's goddamn December n***a – we freezing up there! I got my baby up there! [Verse 1: Billy Woods] State side bank got the right to raise Fight the Power? n***as'd rather light the haze Fight the powder – these days there's no such thing as cowards and metal fling after hours Radio Raheem did it, trying to get TV sets and the whip tinted Ain't finished 'til its rims around the world Spin the wheel of fortune, tell your girl, ain't gonna be no abortion Finally getting out the slums, kingdom come Hell or high water, gentrification Word of the day, here comes that court order Move 'em in, move 'em out (x4) [Verse 2: Priviledge] Forget old man, glory's young We got our own gra**, waving in the way in the picnic save the sails of the slave ships Like jailhouses rock on some back in the day Some conglomerate stole it away We want it today, in our own names Before they condemn our cribs with that eminent domain Have you living at number 37 gentrification lane And the way words went they laughed when they say your name On the courthouse scrolls of those who can't pay Evicted on birthdays and anniverserariums Now little ghetto kids think that repo men are the scary ones [Move 'em in, move 'em out (x4)] [Billy Woods] ...And I seen a rat come up the f**er; man I'm not playing withchu, you better come up there and fix this sh** man, the window won't even close properly man I can't even lock my sh**!" [Verse 2: Billy Woods] From my greasy window I watch the wrecking ball swing slow-mo Erupt white clouds, roach pulling so slow but it ain't dead Summer time's long gone – dark days ahead From my frozen window I watch the building grow Mexicans moving bricks by the wheelbarrow Cement mixer flow, po-po jumping out beating n***as in the head Line 'em up like "Tell all you peoples this block is dead (dead understand?)" Coming back every night City Hall rolls up the sleeves for street fights Overhand right got n***as confused by that bright light at the end of the tunnel Bet your a** it's a train Caught off guard cause they live off c**aine Thought they wrote the rules but the game done changed I see my landlord shaking hands with someone strange Let me find out - So much winter heat I don't leave the house and when I do Faces are new, houses is gone Like a twister came through and dropped dust in Kansas Rent hike outlandish; I need a brew Throw the hoodie on tough, trooper past construction sites And the shell of a walk-up that caught fire last night Just like the one a block over, nah mean? That dope money dried up but half the n***as I walk past smell like gasoline Walk in the bodega like "Gimme the regular: newspaper, woods, and Starburst – nah, Now and Laters" Papi laughed, said "It's all half price," smiling "We sold the store, whole family moving to Long Island!" [Move 'em in, move 'em out (x4)]