LUXURY CONDOS 
   Cliches Aid in Somnambulist hazes/near-field, far-flung/ we feel baited  
Not stated correctly/ In other words they vex/ Anesthetized all the way up to your eyes/   
Fuck Books/ Study body language and Lies!/ Hahahahahahaa  
I try to realize my mind/ took a long time, but the sun still shines/   
85% Dumb, Deaf, and Blind/ 85%, understand they're going through stages/  
Seek the words man, but I can't teach you/ Hear the words, yeah, they're always clearer/   
Seek/ Seek/ Seek/ Seek/ Seek/ Seek     
Always a plan in process for selling riches to middle class kids across the country/  
They called him Dudley, he was kind of ugly/ raised by TV/ and wanted luxury  
She's an immigrant, living in her city tenement/ Trying to keep her taxes in order  
Living for her daughter, to grow and afford the American Dream/  
She's living in a box, and she wants to be free, yeah   
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah  
Yeah! I wanna get Free  
 I wanna Get Free!   
All rock, all on the same ground/ Watch a blade of grass on the edge of time 
But downtown there's an amount of time, for people to get the fuck out if they wanna stay alive 
Hell Yes, it's the changing of the city guard/ Driven by market fundamentalism mini-mart 
Where they met/ Talked in the rain/ He thought is sounded nice when she said his name 
All night in the rain/ All night in the rain/ all night in the rain/ all night in the rain  
Move! 
Move! 
Move! 
Move!  
Fire! I see that Fire/ I see that fire/ That shit gon burn 
Fire! Yall see that fire?/We see that fire/ This shit gon burn!  
Break down, that Babylon sound/ Luxury Condo's all around 
Dow-Jones fiending for a feeding-ground/ down where the concrete streets invested 
Bought and sold without a word from the streets/ 
That's just because that they on the take/ 
That's just the way that I contemplate/  
State what I know and we're all floating through Space/   
Clap, clap, clap your hands (refrain)   
3, 6, 9, Renewal Urban Mind/ Happens in the city since Moses' time/ 
Bottom-line Low/ Wall Street went broke/ Bloomburg went to heaven in a little row boat/ 
So sound this, sound this, sound this, sound the alarm/ 
Smoke in the mirror and it's almost gone/ 
3, 6, 9, Understand Earth Born/ When Buildin in the Cypher there is nothing wrong/  
Clap, clap, clap your hands (refrain)   
Cliches aid in somnambulist hazes/ near-field, far-flung/ We feel baited/ 
Not stated correctly, in other words they vex me/ 
Anesthetize all the way up to your eyes/ Fuck Books study Body language and lies/ 
I try to realize my mind/ Took a long time, but the sun still shines/ 
Seek the words man they're unrefined/  
Down in vocabularies of subways/ 
This city's in a trance and we must awake it!/ 
An abandoned romance, and Dudley's walking to the door/ 
She grabs his hand and she tells him one more/ 
"This day you stand in a pivotal state, what the fuck do you have to say?"/ 
"Found in your eyes is a sea of integrity/ let your words shake the walls of this economy"/    
Ras-ta-fari and I now free!/ Open up yeah we wanna be free 
Open up yeah we're gonna be FREE/ 
One day yeas you'll see/ when it burns  
when the city burns down 
when the city burns down