Death to you for what you what you done to my city
“an eye for an eye” then we’d both be blind
That would work though; it would explain the tediously torn tees you wear
That I would no longer be forced to see

My bodegas and delis are disappearing
The Old Italian pizzeria waning;
My city has been invaded by
Organic, Gluten Free, Grass Fed, Sustainable, Vegan, Cruelty Free Bullshit
Charged at $14 a pound
Scorned by the bevy of “cool kids” occupying our turf!

The city that birthed and has the c-section scar that is Hip Hop is now gone.
Pretty soon rappers will be reppin’ cities other than Hipster Hell Brooklyn.

However….

I have learned love that I no longer need to leave
A five block radius to have a fun drunk night out
And can enjoy more than just PaPa shit John’s after 10PM.

06/04/2013

Author's Note: born i raised in the worst part of bk that has now been gentrified. Dont call me one of those

Posted on 06/05/2013
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