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New Leather (feat. Brand Knew)

from Displacement by Smear Campaign

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It’s tough when you’re the type that needs space,
That needs the time to unwind,
And take off the face,
That you have to display,

For the benefit of those that won’t blink,
Or be asked to de-think,
Just to survive,
To be,
Technically alive,
But with the wool pulled so firmly over their eyes,
One has to marvel at the fact that they are still breathing,
Let alone posting all of this shit online,

But can you blame them?
It would sure be easier,
To live a life blind to kind that can be sleazier,

Especially those in power positions,
Those that put their faith in our submission,

“They’ll vote for me twice or more,
If I can seem just a little bit nicer,
Or at the very least a bit less sociopathic,
Than my contemporaries on the socio-track that leads to elliptical offices,
With a gate to keep out empty pockets,
Because you know they’ll just be asking for change,
And I’ve got nothing to gain by de-rigging this game,
To let American’s dream about escaping the same lane,
The lines on the road say, ‘There will be no passes,’
Don’t think passing some classes will change what your class is,
The system is working against your asses,
And if you’re feeling paranoid,
Let me remind you why that is,”

There’s no escaping eyes, in the city,
No escaping the politicians lies, in the city,
Everyday, in your face, people crying, and the shitty
Every way that they describe the poor and the sickly,
Makes me,

[Brand Knew]
[Sick to my stomach,
Sick in the head,
Sick of being told to blindly eat what I’m fed,
You’re used to compliance but today you’ll get instead,
A bite to the hand,
Then I’m coming for your neck,]

[I’m coming for your neck,
My whole squad’s here trying to get their respect,
Niggas can’t see,
Got their eyes wide shut,
Need these guns and this power and this motherfucking check,
Last week he got robbed,
They left his ass soaking wet,
All for the money Uncle Sam grabbed from his check,
Now homie in a ditch praying that he had a tech,
Or a 9 or an AK,
Cause these niggas chase you down for that quick pay,
Everybody from the hood wants a bentley,
“I don’t want his broke ass,” is what his chick say,
We’re out here trying to live,
Y’all just out here living,
We’re out here trying to live,
Stacking bread,
Bail this brother out of prison.]

I’ve spent most of my years buoyant,
Weightless,
Fateless,
Floating up where there is air to breathe,
Having no purpose to look below the surface,
Like most, sky sure was all I cared to see,
But carelessly I let concern ensnare my feet,
As a gangster might,

Cement perspective on my left,
Empathy on my right,

And as I begin my decent to the coral graveyard,
Down where they resent those with moral safeguards,
It’s all I can do to stay true to my humanist nature,
Because if you ever get close to a human,
And human behavior,
You’ll see they can be as wicked as they are clever,
Your skin will crawl,
Callous,
New leather.

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from Displacement, released April 5, 2015

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