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about

A few words class warfare, police brutality, gentrification and the music business. Chief Chinchilla instigated the entire thing.

lyrics

Intro: [Chief Chinchilla hoping for a crime wave]

Verse 1:

I'm on a date with this stuck up transplant slow broad
Sippin' on a latte, sayin' 'life's so hard'
Here in New York, livin' in Brooklyn with no job
Same shit, different chick, my eyes are on the doorknob
Bored and still
Here I am, on another date with another high class brat from Boerum Hill
She had the audacity to state
That 60 grand a year ain't enough for her to make it
Sick of gentrifiers sayin' life ain't fair
Cause now that Brooklyn is a brand, you can't afford to life there?
And how it's such a fuckin' pain, bums beggin' for change
And kids dancin' on the train are a threat to your safety
Where the fuck you think you moved to?
You need an au pair?
Go back to Eau Claire and pop out a few babies
This city needs a crime wave…checks and balances
To give a chick like this a fresh set of callouses
I ended the date 'cause with her palaver I couldn't be bothered
[So what you do?] So I robbed her

Verse 2:

I know bein' a cop ain't easy
In theory, it's a stand up job, but I don't respect the NYPD
So the CPR on the side of the car?
I see it, and just laughs when the cops roll past
Five dollar Lemontree military fade
Six dollar Roosevelt Field Mall shades
Eatin' seven dollars worth of glazed donuts in a day
That's an eighteen dollar man I'm 'posed to obey?
But if we brought back squeegee men jumpin' on your windshield
Put smut and sluts back in Times Square
It'd slow the cops down like a Macintosh pinwheel
No stop and frisk, they'd have to stop some shit right there
Fort Apache for a month, dead bodies in a trunk
A frustrated customer robbin' Barney's with a gun
Now it ain't no time to bust blue collar workers
For sleeping on the train? You pussies gotta serve us
Transplants refuse to toughen up and keep whining
Cops beat us then go home and beat their wives on Long Island
Tourists shouldn't ever feel brave
They should be afraid to misbehave
Yo it's time for a crime wave

Verse 3:

They wanna kick the ice cream truck outta Prospect Park
But they went and did to rap what they did to New York
I ain't dissin Iggy Azalea, she's just a symtom
Of how our rap legends never did shit and failed us
{Example?] Dr. Dre don't want us sampling his shit?
Check the credits, George Clinton wrote a lotta them hits
Dissin Bobby Shmurda for bein' a coon
But L.A. Reid was sittin' right in the room! [Nigga, please]
Makes me miss the '90s
When goons ran loose in the record label offices and knew where to find you
Bust an A&R's desk with a chair or a bar
Ya start to bitch up like Bishop, 'see how scared you are?'
The rap game needs an enema, from all this chump cinema
'Cause radio ain't plain no damn Public Enema
Says a nigga with-a-spoon in his mouth, figures
Rap's a House Party, full of house niggas

credits

from "I Smell Smoke" b​/​w "Time For A Crime Wave" 7" Single, released April 2, 2015
Produced & Mixed by J-Zone
Drums: J-Zone
Instigation: Chief Chinchilla
Mastered by Pablo Martin
Artwork: James Blackwell (@blackwellspace)

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J-Zone Queens, New York

I did 15 years in the music biz, but never could deal with the biz part. After a slew of albums and production credits, I hung it up and decided to get a "real" job in 2009. That didn't work out too well. I wrote a book (Root for the Villain:Rap, Bullshit and a Celebration of Failure) in 2011, learned to play drums and returned to music in 2013. The music to the left is my story. Well, most of it. ... more

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