Josef Coney Island - DFW lyrics

These cats wanted a freestyle I hit them with that free trial This Sample Chopped like baklava from Plaka Crusty Wooks howling in the Crowd like Chewbaca-cabra Patchouli Julies Incense Nog Champa Stomping next to a roster of rastafarian mobsters Geriatric robbers and Berry Sanders Imposters Hippie Hip-hopers buddy hollywood hipsters Twisting up that big bopper (HEEEEEEYYYY BAAAABBBY) In Detroit we throw the squid proper Let the Octopi Fly in the Winged Wheel opera Red Light non Stopper We create your favorite genres Black helicopters watch us Shouts to my real underground Detroiters - Salt Minors Old Timers with Alzheimers Been here forever first timers at the all night diner Lucy Slinger at the transit center Abandoned landscape trekker Urban p**n director Unfinished mural protector Bus stop nestor Got no time for a lecture From petition signature collectors Side walk inspectors Know that one man's trash Is another mans treasure [Hook] In Detroit We Down For Whatever One mans trash is another mans treasure [Verse 2] The emptiness of my city make a chump heart jump Inspired by the art but its the art that defines us Cut chains rugs laid on razor blades of gra** Blood stains cut frames and window panes of gla** The Fragrance of trash Jazz man on the Ave playing for cash Hookers selling that same old possession Church, Church, Liquor store taking up collections South west mexicans, Hamtramck has everything Highland park put the world on wheels So why does it feel like the third world for real Thirty one thirds of the system is f**ed The city is broke the politicians corrupt I love it and I hate in the same breath I hate it because I love it to d**h [Hook] In Detroit We Down For Whatever One mans trash is another mans treasure [Verse 3] We the city where they rob them pastors at But the fact is that dumb-a** shouldn't have been flashing that If you preach you need to practice that Give back to God or God will snatch it back They even jacked the secret service I see why people nervous A fourteen year-old is a capable cop murder A few months earlier that same kid was working in a garden To sell herbs in Eastern Market Anyone's a target Even 7-year old Aiyana Jones Who was k**ed by the police when they raided the wrong home You know how the song goes Its a long road In Detroit, we got a lot more pot holes [Hook] In Detroit We Down For Whatever One mans trash is another mans treasure