Shadytown

Shadytown, shadytown
 All the drama in the underground
 Shadytown, shadytown
 All the drama in the underground
 Tent city packed like shantytown
 Just a stone's throw from the fancy town
 Outside the bar crowd sipping on a cold shandy
 Frothing on them rocks, wrong kind of ice candy
 From the handyman with the opening gambit
 The pawn shop, one-stop for black market bandits
 The business is brisk, fine and dandy
 Driving five deep with the feet still sandy
 The beats cracking on the portable speaker
 Where do they charge it? nobody knows either
 Neck bob like pigeons in unison
 Birds with the night vision def not innocent
 Everything is undercover double agents
 Merch-hawking peddlers, any shade of Asian
 Motley crew of sneaker pimps and hustlers
 Tech nerds, preachers, and loyal customers
 Shadytown, shadytown
 All the drama in the underground
 Shadytown, shadytown
 All the drama in the underground
 It's like a number out of service, I can't call it
 I'm a player not a ref, but my knowledge is solid
 Navigate law and order, young soul feelin' older
 Each passing cold shoulder, all sorts of odor
 Parking lot staircase smelling like a urinal
 Officer walks by heads down, a funeral
 Public enemy numero uno, who knows
 The kid went from finessing corners to rocking at the Blue Note
 Eagle eyes glazed like bowls looking devilish
 Sitting pretty on the other side of privilege
 I seen roaches cyphering around food scraps with beverage
 Feral cats in Point Panic running back streets
 Lobster ramen with Kraft cheese at Walgreens
 Eating somewhere between booze and Whole Foods
 Live off of kombucha scoby and tofu
 Shadytown, shadytown
 All the drama in the underground
 Shadytown, shadytown
 All the drama in the underground