R (Letter) - Don of the Slums lyrics

[Intro] Ehehehe! Ehehehehe! Ehhh [Storyville] The subway's stopped again, drunk bums talk to them- -selves, smells, can't breathe the oxygen Times been hard in Midgar You either workin for the slum Dons or workin for Shinra The sky grey and blackened, from Mako's reactors Waste, ain't no hazard pay in the badlands Gate says Sector 7, more like Section 8 Just to set it straight, the struggle is day to day Livin under tin huts, and holes in the ground Police ain't around, Don's controllin the town And these walls has been bad, outside is much worse Outside is scorched earth, so happiness here Is like finding flowers inside an abandoned church Everybody search, but we livin with this curse We strugglin, hustlin, scraping, scrappin Guns, murder and d**, kidnappin [Chorus: Random] It happens all the time in the slums I'm the Don of the Slums And you should try not to come Cats is robbin for crumbs You can get shot in the slums If you not an alum Now look what I have become, I said It happens all the time in the slums I'm the Don of the Slums And you should try not to come Cats is robbin for crumbs You can get shot in the slums If you not an alum Now look what I have become, the Don of the Slums [Random] It's where we pray that our kids are athletic Cause we ain't makin it outta here with loads and bad credit I heard this town can send you to the grave if you let it Them temptations are free lifts to paramedics They call my neighborhood a shanty town But I think they secretly jealous cause they can't be down It's the new Hooverville, where we struggle fight and scuffle, tooth and nail And even the hardest of dudes are k**ed And in this game of life I just play the line And we all scrape and grind just to make a dime Got nothin but people botherin, hatin mine Prayin that we're not livin the last days and times It's Midgar, every summer brothers get dumber Longer nights of no slumber, someone do the numbers We got single mothers double jeapordy and triple homicide Quadruple life sentences so I'ma slide Cause everybody in my circle Is livin the polar opposite of those Hallmark commercials Blue skies turned grey with smoke from the purple And they don't say they gon' murk you, they just murk you Rappers and ballers, ballers and actors Higher mathmatical status is what they after Believe that ain't what I'm tryin to become So I'll be back like the prodigal son I'm the Don of the Slums [Chorus] [Mikal KHill - TheThoughtCriminals] Wake up sleepin in a dusty bed Alone I lie frustrated and I feel like I'm done dead Instead I bone out, I gotta meet up with my crew I gotta figure out a way to pay this rent it's done past due Do what we do, you mess around we might do it to you No sort of hesitation less amazin is the speed With which we limit break, gone on the wrong route Feel like we get with this when there's no other way out Well no doubt, never gonna make it Spray your name up on the wall, own path, I made it, don't hate it Still manage staying upright, pocket full of trouble Rolling the dice, everyone a suspect, pray for doubles Cash some checks, wreck my motion on the wrong path Pockets is fat, yeah you know it's got to be like that And anybody try to take me for a chump I got a ball of lighting in my pocket anyone act dumb [Sulfur - TheThoughtCriminals] GAHH~! Chokin on the dust Always watchin my back, but pressin forward So rust never touches.. the clutches on somethin more The hold up at the store, before the Mako core, then Blaoww!! Gas in a potion bottle Light the rag and run man there's no time to daudle Never coddled, it's slums birth to box Always hangin on the corners with materia in my socks Pickin locks, on the chest, it's guerrilla warfare To loot the arsenal, and burn down the lair Don't stare too long, because I'm already gone A SOLDIER born at night and trained to look for the dawn But a pawn's unnoticed 'til he's at the end of the board Keep that saved stored, man you couldn't afford No back up, when your back's up against the wall And no one from the slums ever gets that governor's call