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The Fall Of Williamsburg

from Camouflage Is Relative by Pete Miser

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typical Williamsburg broad rockin’ Sauconies got to be hot to look good this goofy / “I remember Lucy” but Lucy never rocked this stuff; big cuffs, tattoos and top tubes / got dudes rubberneckin’ steppin’ easy out on Bedford / millennial Redfords in their cowboy hats that cost ninety nine cents or less at a store by the same name / shame wouldn’t let ‘em wear the best / funny how cats dress down in this hip part of town / I found quickly that it’s sticky on these stank ass blocks / not shocking but them lofts cost three thousand bones / graffiti downstairs says “yuppie go home” / and on the south side the divide is more evident / residents turn a bent brow in her direction / “hard like an erection” but not Ed O.G. / slowly
she walks by their hawk eyes

and the south side be like, “who the fuck are you?” / and the north side be like, “well who the hell are you?” / and the south side be like, “who the fuck are you?” / Williamsburg is a trip every time I come through

fly little number / wonder what she’s got on her mind behind them seventies shades and French braids / she stays on south second with her son and her man / Latina le femme Nikita sans the gun in her hand / summer of Sam type hot / fat rock on ring finger / lingering scent as she passes so every other man harasses / gasses her with meaningless words, “I’ll give you cash and fur and everything you deserve” / she cracks a smile wild cute ‘cause she heard it before / like every single day L train to front door / ever since she was a teenager passin’ his store / but it’s her godfather, yo and he’s like seventy-four! / she knows every nook and cranny of this block from this shop to the spot around the corner where she copped her first lip lock / tick tock in time / young and unrefined / back when she was a nine now a full grown dime / and look how the neighborhood’s changed / the new neighbors are strange / the rent’s been insane ever since they came / she strains to pay the bills but all it means is she’s giving up picking up and moving to Queens

and the south side be like, “who the fuck are you?” / and the north side be like, “well who the hell are you?” / and the south side be like, “who the fuck are you?” / Williamsburg is a trip every time I come through

I’m at the L Train station, Bedford Ave wastin’ time composing rhymes about gentrification / trippin’ off the people spillin’ down the stairs / by nine a.m. there be a million people chillin’ down there / some of them dark skin some of them fair / some of them rich some poor / some posted up to be the first through the door / at the end four b-boys caps to the back baggy pants gettin’ cold with freestyles in Polish / and I don’t understand a word so I sit and observe the whole song / how people get along / how people say it’s wrong when the demographic changes but New York don’t change it just rearranges / strange is the fact that if you go way back this neighborhood was Canarsie Indian not white or black / and if you ask me it’s their joint but I ain’t trippin’ ‘cause I stay in Greenpoint

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from Camouflage Is Relative, released January 1, 2004
Written, produced, recorded and mixed by Pete Miser (P. Ho, Big Brother Lin Drum Music, BMI)
Clavinet: Robert Muller with extensive chop chop reanimation by Pete Miser / “Hipster” vocals: Frankie Kimm

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