Wordburglar - The Route lyrics

I remember when I got the call: You talk the talk but can you Walk the walk, Block by Block Pound the pavement day by day Get up real early on a Saturday There's no fatter way To make some cash Wore that bag like a badge Bruises on my shoulder Newsprint on my fingers The pain lingers Wash it down with strawberry milk The kids say he's very ill And crazy ladies Crazy on the daily But I won't the fear derail me Feet don't fail me The elevator's outta service Younger kids got nervous But I had a purpose For all the strangers Deliver their papers Despite the dangers Despite the dangers I was risking my life to bring you the news Risking my life to bring you the news Risking my life to bring you the news Risking my life to bring you the news Most of them were all dirty lookin' And you could always smell what apartment thirty was cookin' No lie the route was hard But it was worth it when you got those Christmas cards Average pay period, made route, two bills When you're a kid That feels like two mill I spent the cash on comics, ball caps and tapes, Records, video games make no mistake I never smoked no cigarettes How the heck you think I could afford those action figure sets No to mention the staircases had to climb Walkman pumpin' raps To my mind Fat mixtapes Would get me through The rainy days From slush to dew Never knew Who would be around the next bend Drunks in the stairwells at seven AM And I'll never forget the time The police questioned me about a crime Committed by the guy In number five, it s**s He still owed me twenty bucks I was risking my life to bring you the news Risking my life to bring you the news Brave it up to the fifth floor Apartment fifty-four Take a breath Knock on the door Dogs barking, cats scratching When you're cash asking You had to build up a fat skin Collection time always brought excuses 'Uh, could you come back next Tuesday?' I heard him say he didn't want to pay for the paper Through the vapour. I saw them burn the hash Me, thirteen, only trying to earn some cash Had to dash Through the whole complex The day the were worried about bomb threats And that hot summer Middle of July When the tenant In 202 died Nobody found the body for a week Let's just say the smell was unique Didn't know 'till I saw the coroner van on the street And the tag on their feet And the tag on their feet I was risking my life to bring you the news Risking my life to bring you the news