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The Route
I remember when I got the call:You talk the talk but can youWalk the walk,Block by BlockPound the pavement day by dayGet up real early on a SaturdayThere's no fatter wayTo make some cashWore that bag like a badgeBruises on my shoulderNewsprint on my fingersThe pain lingersWash it down with strawberry milkThe kids say he's very illAnd crazy ladiesCrazy on the dailyBut I won't the fear derail meFeet don't fail meThe elevator's outta serviceYounger kids got nervousBut I had a purposeFor all the strangersDeliver their papersDespite the dangersDespite the dangersLetras de cancionesI was risking my life to bring you the newsRisking my life to bring you the newsRisking my life to bring you the newsRisking my life to bring you the newsMost of them were all dirty lookin'And you could always smell what apartment thirty was cookin'No lie the route was hardBut it was worth it when you got those Christmas cardsAverage pay period, made route, two billsWhen you're a kidThat feels like two millI spent the cash on comics, ball caps and tapes,Records, video games make no mistakeI never smoked no cigarettesHow the heck you think I could afford those action figure setsNo to mention the staircases had to climbWalkman pumpin' raps To my mindFat mixtapesWould get me throughThe rainy daysFrom slush to dewNever knewWho would be around the next bendDrunks in the stairwells at seven AMAnd I'll never forget the timeThe police questioned me about a crimeCommitted by the guyIn number five, it sucksHe still owed me twenty bucks I was risking my life to bring you the newsRisking my life to bring you the newsBrave it up to the fifth floorApartment fifty-fourTake a breathKnock on the doorDogs barking, cats scratchingWhen you're cash askingYou had to build up a fat skinCollection time always brought excuses'Uh, could you come back next Tuesday?'I heard him say he didn't want to pay for the paperThrough the vapour. I saw them burn the hashMe, thirteen, only trying to earn some cashHad to dashThrough the whole complexThe day the were worried about bomb threatsAnd that hot summerMiddle of JulyWhen the tenantIn 202 diedNobody found the body for a weekLet's just say the smell was uniqueDidn't know 'till I saw the coroner van on the streetAnd the tag on their feetAnd the tag on their feetI was risking my life to bring you the newsRisking my life to bring you the news
From Letras Mania