Slumlord (Instrumental)

Don’t mean to cause no trouble
While you stay hidden in your bubble 
I don’t mean to cause u trouble 
But u got me livin’ here in the rubble

For what it’s worth u charge me double 
Like you’re trying to shakedown the dark side of town
If I’m being too subtle
Change. Or I’ll burn it down

The slumlord is here
And tries to bring us fear
He’s sleazy and sly
And hikes the rent up high
He don’t do repairs
This surely isn’t fair
But he can bent 
It’s time for the slumlord to play the rent

Gotta be cool they say
Don’t be a fool they say
Even when people are cruel they say
U gotta try and try again to meet them half way 
Bullshit
I’m sick of it
And yeah, I get it
Keep the peace and pray 
One day he’s gonna quit it
But there’s no way in hell
While he sips his Zinfandel 
He cares about his clientele 
And the ghettos where they dwell

Just get the money, get the money, keep it coming, 
Keep it coming, keep it coming, screw the plumbing, 
And the heating, and the cheating and the struggling
Ignore the dumb bum chump who’s grumbling
More greedy, more shady, more shitty
U can’t have a party 
And u can’t have a pity
What u gonna do about livin for the city?
Burn it down. 

The slumlord is here
And tries to bring us fear
He’s sleazy and sly
And hikes the rent up high
He don’t do repairs
This surely isn’t fair
But he can bent 
It’s time for the slumlord to play the rent

Slumlord, what are you good for?
Slumlord, don’t wanna see you now more
Slumlord, what are you good for?
Slumlord, don’t let me see you no more