Skyzoo - Bed-Stuy Is Burning (feat. Hypnotic Brass Ensemble)

Lyrics

Verse 1:
As true as you and me thereʼs a mayor on every block,
singing The Dramatics and playing with ready rock,
usually it seem like heʼS waiting to catch a drop,
youʼre clinging to his habits, he saving you from a spot,
‘Round the way work, jewels in the ground, hit the pay dirt,
love is love, youʼre in good hands, Dennis Haysbert,
openly protected by who you be neck and neck with,
ʼtil you looking over like “look at what they done made work”,
Circling the block, I know your call before you start,
put your phone down, Pyer Moss to the heart,
word to all of that, love it or leave it weʼre afforded that,
20 D batteries, count them wrong, brought them back,
Attracted to what you see on the screen
but then thinking you can recast it to keep who you need,
keep it cool, shit is cool, you donʼt need me to leave,
word to God itʼs nothing to let you be who you be,
I mean for real though
Hook:
Thereʼs a fire sale in the Stuy,
30 floors up,
burnt the vibe clear out the sky,
Had a view worth a mil but
Views get for real and,
Usually get killed when you in here to buy,
(Repeat 2x)
Bridge:
Please Philly donʼt let this happen to you
Please Atlanta donʼt let this happen to you
Please DMV donʼt let this happen to you
Please LA donʼt let this happen to you
Please Detroit donʼt let this happen to you
Please Chicago donʼt let this happen to you
Please Texas donʼt let this happen to you
Please New Orleans donʼt let this happen to you
Verse 2:
To whom it may concern donʼt let this happen to you,
true to what you heard they want this back like a loop,
they gave you a curb and kept you back on the stoop,
and now what they prefer is to help you pack when you move,
And an argument is made, for calling out a blame,
visions of a doorstep and all that it became,
they ainʼt have the heart to stand on it ʼtil today,
the smoke all clear and they just wanting the remains,
Funny ainʼt it, the bottom of the bag is what you make it,
jump the line ‘cause, I ainʼt never seen money waiting,
shit you ran from is what you tryna run away with,
and brownstones is looking “Salvation“ underrated,
Told us tag a dotted line if you care to survive,
and if not pick a spot and just be here for the ride,
the aura of quarter waters over Mary J Blige,
my neighborhood give you life but was you here when it died,
riddle me that,
Verse 3:
Block party every summer, 40 acres and a mule,
same block where it was from and it became the living proof,
last of a dying breed, praises is due,
while youʼre cursing out the stage from your roof,
You came here itching for the vibe, take it with us if we gone,
no money in Salʼs, blame the pictures on the wall,
a box of Kennedy fried got you thinking you involved,
shit is smooth, I was there too before I moved along,
funny ainʼt it
Second Bridge:
Damn Philly I see it happened to you
Damn Atlanta I see it happened to you
Damn DMV I see it happened to you
Damn LA I see it happened to you
Damn Detroit I see it happened to you
Damn Chicago I see it happened to you
Damn Texas I see it happened to you
Damn New Orleans I see it happened to you
Damn...
Post Bridge:
Chopped cheese and,
Kennedy friend and,
Dollar Arizonaʼs and,
Four wings with fried rice
and extra duck sauce,
All of the reasons you was out front for,
Coming with us if we up and gone
(Repeat 2x)