[Time]
This is stolen land on a stolen map, rent is theft, give it back
Work 3 jobs get a heart attack, no insurance, now they want tax
They gentrify like Shawn Carter, then say you should've worked harder
Nondisclosure a nonstarter, redistribute the land like Sankara
Nine tenths of the law we squatting this, banks don’t own us we bought this
They got a camping ban for the jobless, get your camera, cop watch this
This is the science of spatial violence, capitalism and racial violence
Witness the silеnce of liberal bias, classism and race alliancе
What development wants, development gets, they get no jail when they sell them bricks
Guerilla garden let's build this, mutual aid not selfishness
Since that eviction letter, this ain't really been home
Landlord didn't discover this, that's chris columbus syndrome
We're just trying to raise the roof, they just wanna raise the rent
I've been working 3 jobs, i gave that cracker every cent
Landlord of the flies, dollar signs in his eyes
Let's stop working for the rich, so we can live our fucking lives
Skylines filled with condos, throw em out like Marie Kondo
Landlords don't spark joy, tell em leave the city pronto
Give the land back from Canada to Colorado
Those aren't giants, those are windmills, just ask Sancho

[Lee Reed]
This is stolen land stolen homes
Neighbourhood bought n sold
Just a spot to park the gold
Wanna watch they dollar grow
Ain’t gonna cool that market
These fools make too much profits
Fake as all these costs get
Paid by the workers losses
Wage ain’t cover naw shit
Broke from the crib to the coffin
Broken from those processes
Landlord and or bosses
Banks is they’s accomplice
State gonna pave that process
Landlords see no problem
Take the people’s last dollar
Rent or lease a collars
With leash reaching wall streets
Launder shit for mobsters
Secret deeper pockets
The broke don’t got no options
Lord of the land on top them
Organize gonna stop them
See the guillotine chop them
Seize the means and properties
And block they greed and profit stream
Get get those leeches offa we
I mean get those landlords offa we
[Buddha]
Nights in crown heights
We was down bad dad out of hard white
Landlord actin like shit was on sight
So we thugged em ducked em dodged em
Pops like If he keep it up fuck it might rob em
Just to have the roles reversed
The shelters were worse
My soul was hurt
Only thing kept me grounded
Was a Hova verse
Stick up the world and split it 50 50
Y’all don’t own the earth
Or know the worth
Coach taught me if your brothers cold
And all you owns a shirt
You find a way to split that shirt
Half a million evicted they still insisting the system work
Assisted living let you live in thirst
This government place people second business first
They Gentrified our existence but we been dispersed
Tear gasin us since diaspora
Fascist stay after us
Look what happened in Attica
Pardon the tangent it’s
Just the martyrs get candles lit
While daughters stay vanishing
And bystandered effect
Got too many like manikins
Fuck a tic toc challenge if I ain’t have the rent
I’m hittin liqs calm down
Hit the piff swallow pride
Ask for help pick up shits
Repress the stress
No wait that’s how you get worked to death