Summertime

I'm coming out guns blazing
I'm givin' you what you cravin
This crown on top of my town while they campaign gentrification
Makin' Jersey City yours when it was mine to begin with
Put up another tower while our lives get diminished
I watch politicians go on stage and lie every minute
And when we die they justify it with the crimes we committed
I'm refusing standing by to live my life as a witness
I'll take my music and use it for this community business
That's why every show I throw Imma give it to charity
Money clouds up the mind and steers away from the clarity
So I want Fulop to pull up and show his face in Greenville
And tell us politicians don't go bury their head in green still
While downtown's rising
This weather be energizing
I'm not lying I'll be the next face to end up dying
Cause In my spot the sound of a gunshot is yo alarm clock
And you ain't promised nothing walking home alone on my block

Cause the summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
And that's just a thought of mine
Wooh
I said the summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
And that's just a thought of mine
Wooh

So you can catch me at the liquor store
And ask me what I'm sipping for
I had the hardest week at work but you know we still living poor
Yeah we've been ignored
Jersey all across the board
So keep an extra brew on deck so we can pour one on the floor
Pour one on the floor
For those we lost in the war
Cause today's obituaries gone up from the week before
Cause the summer is slaughter time
And it's just a thought of mine
That the city's division has just gone and brought up the crime
Bring it up downtown, gentrifiers get livid
Must be nice to call us liars when you're living in privilege
And then ignore somebody's problems just because you're not facin 'em
Then have the nerve to cut me off when we talk about racism
But here I am again at a bar on Newark Avenue
Buying drinks with the crew from the people who wanna laugh at you
The jokes on me, cause these people will never see
The life we're forced to lead when born into poverty

Cause the summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
And that's just a thought of mine
Wooh
I said the summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
The summer is slaughter time
And that's just a thought of mine
Wooh

The summer is slaughtertime, the summer is slaughtertime
The summer is slaughtertime, blah blah blah
So what are you gonna do
Get angry at every new person and business that enters your city
Until you boycott yourself into nothingness
Ohhh! Your home is gone and at this point you're just digging your own grave with it
A noble act... if anybody gave a fuck
So catch up and stop driving everybody away before you end up all by yourself
Or is that what you want