As you're walkin' down the street Might wanna skip a beat And think it over Walkin' to the corner store But it ain't there no more If you wanna loaf of bread You try a pharmacy instead Another chain will set you free When you go to pay the rent You see it's all been spent The purse is empty Money money make a buck But you're all outta luck This town ain't friendly now A thousand faces stare you down Each one's afraid of what you seek Slither in your suit, can't deny it Hide behind a view, gentrify it Take a life or two, the revolution's comin' round Clingin' to the door, quiver, cower Profit off the poor, fight the power Hurt em even more, that's why they took Bruce Bailey down Took Bruce Bailey down Lookin' like the jack is back But he ain't gonna attack His hands are flippin Druggies dyin in the halls They're bangin on the walls Your ma ain't trippin now It ain't a home if you ain't allowed What time's the ceasefire Where's the heat Spittin on the old, sister, brother Shittin on your soul, welfare mother Profit is the goal, the revolution's comin round Payin off a loan, mass eviction Elevate the zone, ain't no fiction Breakin up a home, that's why they took Bruce Bailey down Took Bruce Bailey down No more tokens, take a train You swipe a piece of plastic paper No more smokin on the plane You gripe, they'll take you to the jailer Bide your time, it's all in vain They tell you, as you meet your maker Grief's the mother of invention Pain's the midwife to your labor Turn it, burn it, cure it, endure it If you are able, sucker People standin in the park It's gettin mighty dark The kids are scowlin Shutter up the windows tight This is an evil night The wind is howlin fast Another tragedy has passed Another stain on you and me Slither in your suit, can't deny it Hide behind a view, gentrify it Take a life or two, the revolution's comin round Clingin to the door, quiver, cower Profit off the poor, fight the power Hurt em even more, that's why they took Bruce Bailey down Took Bruce Bailey down Spittin on the old, sister, brother Shittin on your soul, welfare mother Profit is the goal, the revolution's comin round Payin off a loan, mass eviction Elevate the zone, ain't no fiction Breakin up a home, that's why they took Bruce Bailey down Took Bruce Bailey down