Powerman 5000 - Slumlord lyrics

(People are coming from everywhere to get a touch from the lord) Aw, yeah, now here's the situation You gotta give a number, you're late for renovation The grant is growing high, the shed's startin' to peel I can't pay it 'cause I make 150 a week Drink up, think up, you're sinkin' from the ground up Slumlord, he laughs, the rat, like a rape or a hold up, fold up The gra** is always greener But the money that he's makin' That is makin' him-a scream-a Let's get straight to the problem Let's strike now, high brow Whatcha gotta do to solve 'em Somewhere your landlord, he's laughing Pays every hundred for a room On the street that's in fashion Heat is obsolete, yeah, in the slumlord mind But when you're payin' the rent You better make it on time You find your sad a** on the street Makin' friends with the concrete To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord (Yeah) (Check it our now) Abstract, intuitive, and calls very few it In the style of rhyme, should I take it to the next line From the grave comes a poison from the grapevine From the poison of the mind and to the lifeline Do it again from the mouth of a liar Knowin' the things of pride to expire Higher than this and low as a bottom You're prayin' for life itself, but you got a Weak start, weak hart, a raw deal A thing you don't feel, but it's real Livin' kinda low on the third floor Mother f**ers beatin' down on the front door To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the lord To the lord, to the lord, to your brain To the lord, to the lord, to your brain, to the, to the Hey, hey, hey, c'mom Yeah To my landlord Yeah Can't hit that hard Yeah Can't hit that hard Yeah (We've been given a new lease, a new warning from the landlord)