(Storyville)
The subway stopped again, young bums talk to them-
selves, smell, can't breathe the oxygen
times been hard in Midgar, you either working for the slum Don or working for Shinra
the sky gray and blackened from Mako's reactors,
pace, aint no hazard pay in the badlands
gate says Sector 7, more like Section8
just to set it straight, the struggle is day to day
livin under tin huts, and holes in the ground
police aint around, Don's controlling the town
and the centers been bad
inside is much worse, outside is scorched earth,
so happiness here, is like finding flowers in an abandoned church
everybody hurt but we livin with this curse,
we struggling, scrapping, scraping, scrapping
guns, murder and drugs, kidnapping

(Random):
It happens all the time in the slums and you should try not to come, cats Robbin for crumbs, you can get shot in the slums, if you not an alum, man look what I have become, the don of the slums

(Random):
Its where we pray that our kids are athletic
Cuz we ain't makin it outta here wit loans and bad credit
This town can send you to the grave if you let it
Temptations and free lift to the paramedics
They call my neighborhood a shanty town, but I think they secretly jealous cuz they can't be down
Its the new Hooverville, where we struggle fight and scuffle tooth and nail, and even the hardest of dudes are killed, and in the game of life I play the line, scrape and grind to make a dime
Got nothin but people still bother wit hatin mine
Pray that I'm not livin in the last days and times
It's Midgar, where every summer brothers get dumber, longer nights no slumber, man someone do the numbers
We got single mothers double jeapordy and triple homicide quadruple life sentences so I gotta slide
Everybody in my circle
Is living a polar opposite of what's Seen in hallmark commercials,
Blue skies wit grey smoke from the purple... they don't say they gonna murk you, they just murk you
Rappers and ballers ballers and actors
Higher mathmatical status is what they after
Best believe that aint what I'm tryna become,
So I'll be back like the prodigal son, i'm the don of the slums

(Random):
It happens all the time in the slums and you should try not to come, cats Robbin for crumbs, you can get shot in the slums, if you not an alum, man look what I have become, the don of the slums

(Mikal KHill):

Wake up sleeping in a dusty bed
alone I lie frustrated, and I feel like I'm done dead
instead, I roll out, I gotta meet up with my crew
gotta figure out a way to pay this rent it's done past due
so we do what we do, mess around we might do it to you
no sorta hesitation less amazing is the speed with which
we limit break, turn on the wrong route
feel like we can get with this
when there's no other way out
no doubt, you never gonna make it
spray your name up on the wall,
own path, I made it
don't hate it
still manage staying upright
pocket full of trouble, rolling the dice
everyone a suspect, pray for doubles, cash some checks
wreck my motion on the wrong path
pockets is fat, yeah you know its got to be like that
and anybody try to take me for a chump
i got a ball of lighting in my pocket anyone act dumb

(Random):
It happens all the time in the slums and you should try not to come, cats Robbin for crumbs, you can get shot in the slums, if you not an alum, man look what I have become, the don of the slums

(Sulfur):
Gahhh, choking on the dust. Always watching my back, but pressing forward, so rust never touches--
The clutches on something more, the hold up at the store, before the Mako core, then--
Blaooww, gas in a potion bottle. Light the rag and run, man. There's no time to dawdle.
Never coddled, it's slums birth to box. Always hanging on the corners with Materia in my socks.
Picking locks, on the chest, it's guerrilla warfare--to loot the arsenal, and burn down the lair.
Don't stare too long, because I'm already gone. A SOLDIER born at night, trained to look for the dawn.
But a pawn's unnoticed 'till he's at the end of the board, so keep that saved stored, man. You couldn't afford--
No back up, when your back's up against a wall. And no one from the slums ever gets that governor's call.

(Random):
It happens all the time in the slums and you should try not to come, cats Robbin for crumbs, you can get shot in the slums, if you not an alum, man look what I have become, the don of the slums