Money Money, Poverty line fuzzy, Gentrify the Ghetto
Hipsters Lookin’ Bummy on a fixed gear bike through My City at Night
I Tell the Youngins that it wasn’t this way Back in the Day
Like, Ain’t nobody ever just walk down the Block
Cause all of my little PeeWee’s would run up in a Flock
“Who Are You, Where You From, Do You Know Where You At?”
Wrong Answer shot back You gettin Got Simple as That
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