The Savage Season Continues: Demo 2017

by Mass Arrest

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released November 11, 2017

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Track Name: Shuck & Jive
I’ve learned to shuck and jive
Been told “keep hope alive”
Jazz hands obstruct and hide
this fraud that is my life

Grew up in welfare lines
Got told to bide my time
Someday this life will shine
Ignore the pistol in your spine

Don’t you give me no affirmations
Don’t you give me no “hold your station”

Always hearing about self control
Well, I’m the king of dodge ’n’ roll
I’ve switched my codes correct
but I’m still hooked by the neck

I’ve dodged the prison death
Too early to party yet
This system’s got my scent
Changed my name - they don’t forget

Don’t you give me no affirmations
Don’t you give me no “hold your station”
Don’t you give me no “keep your voice down”
Don’t you give me no “it’s alright now”
Don’t try to tell me
it’s getting better
Don’t try to tell me “have hope”
I’ve got no hope
Track Name: White World
Bodies are not our own
and this is not our home
We’ve built a legacy that we won’t own

Red lined to ghettos
and prison cell blocks
Ignored minority “best left alone”

Ooh, baby, it’s a white world

Robbed of our history
Blamed for our misery
We’re told that we are free
but whips still crack

Given no destiny
They want the best of me
you think that you’re exempt but Black’s still Black

Ooh, baby, it’s a white world

I’ve never seen this world this dark before
The faces and the rage are Black
Track Name: Pass me the Dossier
Been getting wasted for generations
on 911 Lead Reserve
The overseers and the officers
became the agents of slash and burn
But white fragility can’t watch brutality
so they changed the tactics of their war
They built a system and filled their prisons
so they can kill us behind closed doors

I’ve got records in my jacket
I know my name is in a file
I won’t be taken with distractions
I know that my life is on the line
So fuck the Courvoisier and pass me the dossier

100 to 1: odds are stacked from the gun
How’s a Brother supposed to live on the run
They’ve got intelligence on half my relatives
in a dossier as thick as my thumb

I’ve got records in my jacket
I know my name is in a file
I won’t be taken with distractions
I know that my life is on the line
So fuck the Courvoisier and pass me the dossier
Track Name: Young Pac
Can’t you tell you’ve got a ticket to sell?

They seen you mumbling along with the tapes
and you’ve got something that they wanna take
You look so dangerous to the whites in their eyes
They want your Soul and that’s no surprise

You represent the very things that they crave
They’ll represent you right into your grave
They know the thing that takes a hit to the top
is a rapper lying dead in a box

Can’t you tell you’ve got ticket to sell?

All these money making record execs
selling gangsters to whites in Midwest
They watch the videos and practice the flow
but to them it’s just a minstrel show

They don’t see the heart you put in your craft
They wanna see your fucking heart on a slab
When you die they’ll sigh and say it’s a shame
and take a selfie while they crouch on your grave

There ain’t no way to win
You know the fix is in
Been fighting since inside the womb
but they fight behind doors in board rooms
They sell the guns, the drugs
but they call you a thug
GET OUT
Track Name: New Town Drag
Boy, this neighborhood sure has changed
Now it doesn’t feel quite the same
We moved here all together
Brought our friends and now it’s lame

New town drag - it’s lost its ghetto feel
New town drag - it’s lost its poor appeal
New town drag - new neighbors look like me
But I moved to this side of town to save on rent and prove I’m down

It was cool to have some bragging rights
about the gun shots we heard at night
This place was super cool and sketchy
Now I don’t feel quite as edgy

New town drag - it’s lost its ghetto feel
New town drag - it’s lost its poor appeal
New town drag - new neighbors look like me
But I moved to this side of town to save on rent and prove I’m down

The old town is gone and it’s not coming back
The landlords and the realtors are
done with betting on Black
So who’s betting on Black?
Track Name: Wait
Late night, both hands in my pocket
Comm Ave and Allston Street
Cops stop - “Lay down on the sidewalk”
Submit to search or feel the heat

It’s nothing new - nothing incidental
For some of us it’s a way of life
It doesn’t matter if you think it’s anecdotal
I’m done waiting for you to take our side

This is not a conversation
This is not up for debate
We’re tired of your invalidation
We’re dying but you’re still telling us to wait

Jim Crow’s cashing in investments
Bank rolling in a white-washed truck
Heads shake but I know the reality
News Flash: No one gives a fuck

This is not a conversation
This is not up for debate
We’re tired of your invalidation
We’re dying but you’re still telling us to
Wait. Hold
Stop thinking ‘bout the rope that’s tightening around your throat
Wait. Hold
Stop or we’ll shoot
Track Name: White Validation
Been denying that there’s lines to connect
Think we’re lying ‘bout the noose on our necks
Got your finger on the pulse - I can see
But you ain’t listened to a word out of me

You’re afraid that if you hear what I say
you’ll be culpable and you’ll have to pay
So you’re better off to push me aside
to live with skeletons that you try to hide

I don’t need no white validation

You’ve seen the videos. You’ll even retweet
Broken bodies getting cold in the street
Yet you hand us condescending rebuke
if our protests dare disturb your commute

You’ve accepted that the game has been rigged
You think “it’s tragic but it is what it is”
So the thing that seems to get on your nerves
We ask for justice that we fucking deserve

I don’t need no white validation

I don’t need it ‘cause you’re never gonna give it up

I’m tired of so much pain
Exhausted, accosted everyday
You see our needs but save yourself
I play the race card
because it’s the one you’ve dealt

I don’t need no white validation

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