The Neighborhood Marlon Craft

The internet done killed the neighborhood, it's over
I feel the weight of all the ashes on my shoulder
The fight inside my chest is less as I get older
The night is chilly, pray the day don't get no colder
I don't always feel I say what I'm supposed to
The truth is in the back, I'm the chauffeur
But I never learned to drive, a New Yorker
Who can teach me when the neighborhood is over?
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The rent is unbearable
The fire in our minds is unscalable
Everything accessible, truth is unavailable
Helplessness designed to fit exactly who it's tailored to
And every city of dreams become a city of memes dictated by a shitty regime
Fixated on insidious scenes of others livin' their dreams
Pretend it is what it seems, shit is a hideous scheme
Human load screens, no dreams
Load management with no team
No damage as hope vanishes
As I manage to grow [?]
Missions I proclaimed back when I was so green
Feel so far from ripe and shit is trifling
But shine your light, young man, that shit is lightning
I'm in the eye of the tornado takin' sights in
My life is lucky and I wonder what the price is
Probably that I spend my days on fight-or-flight shit
Probably that my nervous system be in crisis
Probably that I'm feelin' dizzy as I type this, write this
To you all in hopes that it might live, might give to you, woah, woah
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The internet done killed the neighborhood, it's over
I feel the weight of all the ashes on my shoulder
The fight inside my chest is less as I get older
The night is chilly, pray the day don't get no colder
I don't always feel I say what I'm supposed to
The truth is in the back, I'm the chauffeur
But I never learned to drive, a New Yorker
Who can teach me when the neighborhood is over?
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It was 'bout the money back when the Wu wrote "C.R.E.A.M."
Now I fear somethin' else and wealth is just a smokescreen
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Entertainment of conversations 'bout values
Men explainin' shit they shouldn't even be allowed to
Penetration of votin' bodies, real bodies, bodies of folk
But what the culture care is who got bodied the most
That's as old as the neighborhood
Can't deify every goal of the neighborhood
Came here to reify the soul of the neighbor, toll of the neighbor
But the gentrifier look just like me, so what's my role in the neighborhood?
Can't get chose in the neighborhood
Had to prove, had to show as I hold up my phone, is the angle good?
The internet took the home from the neighborhood, yeah
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The internet done killed the neighborhood, it's over
I feel the weight of all the ashes on my shoulder
The fight inside my chest is less as I get older
The night is chilly, pray the day don't get no colder
I don't always feel I say what I'm supposed to
The truth is in the back, I'm the chauffeur
But I never learned to drive, a New Yorker
Who can teach me when the neighborhood is—