Текст песни Wonderful Slums - Cory Eaux

Slum Kind of Wonderful...
Slum Kind of Wonderful...
Hey...
Hey...
Hey...
*Yiyiyoyiyo*
Bless...//
Now remember when I drop this verse/
Though you're not at church, trust you are still seeing God at work/
Going the distance so offended cuz um at that do' Jehovahs Witness,
Money missions road to riches/
This shit is smoke and mirrors, I'm young enough to piece it together
Still I'm old enough to know the difference, what it is and it isn't/
Swear my life's like a motion picture, or dope album with no fillers,
Yeaah they know my name but I don't know them bitches/
And lying in ya rhymes like snitching on ya co-defendant/
How you gon send him up the river, when y'all both did it/
Over lost loved ones, we mourned and cried tears/
From them wonderful slums, pray to Lord we don't die here... *Yeah*

Slum Kind of Wonderful, Slum Kind of Wonderful... Heyyyyyyy!
Just tryna get comfortable, tryna get stomach full... Heyyyyyyy!
But look at what then damn slums done to youuuuuu...
But you still breathing,
So it's obvious you here for a real reason... Believe it!

I was riding through downtown bumping #TheObject/
Then thought to myself, I pray God see our progress/
Get into a home and get the fuck out the projects/
Kept my eye on the prize I wasn't lost process/
Target my market,
Minimize the losses for maximum profit/
Rapping circles round these niggas now my ass is nauseous,
I'm past exhausted/
Still laughing at the gossip,
Up early at the bank making cash deposits/
I'm Mandela and Martin, part Christopher Wallace,
Mixed with Malcolm and Marcus
We need less real niggas and more fathers/
From them wonderful slums, we gonna love it regardless!
You got it.? *Swanky*

Slum Kind of Wonderful, Slum Kind of Wonderful... Heyyyyyyy!
Just tryna get comfortable, tryna get stomach full... Heyyyyyyy!
But look at what then damn slums done to youuuuuu...
But you still breathing,
So it's obvious you here for a real reason... Believe it!

(*pssh*)... about damn time
They let a real Pittsburgh spitter get a chance to shine/
And I'm...
Brilliant-cut so G, peep my pedigree, tryna be a better me,
For that I need some extra weed/
Leave a legacy by which they will measure me
Where I'm from these kids barely get to dream/
Taught by any means even prison get the cream/
Truly love something gotta let it go and set it free/
Doesn't come back it wasn't yours to begin with/
Taught self preservation self over so called friendships/
Blood don't make you family only make you related/
We from them wonderful slums,
God thank you I made it...
And they hate it!
Slum Kind of Wonderful, Slum Kind of Wonderful... Heyyyyyyy!
Just tryna get comfortable, tryna get stomach full... Heyyyyyyy!
But look at what then damn slums done to youuuuuu...
But you still breathing,
So it's obvious you here for a real reason... Believe it!