Slums - Nappy Roots

We represent the slums.

alright.

Let’s get this motherfucker crunkin from Kentucky to Baghdad

Ya pops was always gone but that didn’t make him a bad dad

We still managed to eat, and come to think wattn’t half bad

But Doug was always on us bout the things that we never had

Now I was born in Oakland, better known as the Coke Town

Done seen too many folk down, some put the soul down

Done heard my momma cryin if I knew what I know now

I’d pro’ly have to greet the party room with the fo' pound

I’m tryna keep my head on straight to keep me from catchin

In case I feel my insides burnin, musta swallowed all twenty-eight

I’m drinkin Milk of Magnesia, but still I ain’t feelin straight

Some mo' had murdered my granddad over real-estate

Represent the slums… represent the slums…

Represent the slums… aww, aww, aww, aww…

Represent the slums… represent the slums…

Represent the slums… aww, aww, aww, aww…

Bummy, if I put it out — sucky, if I pull it out

Ohh me, ya better kick it out, or ya livin in a haunted house

Ran what you tried to run, came how you tried to come

Did what you couldn’t do, difference between me and you

Slum for a while now, country for a lifetime

Cool is what I choose to be, but that ain’t what I used to be

Muddy waters couldn’t drown a nigga, bloodhounds on the trail for real

Shakin up this rap shit, givin niggas hell for real

Turn a hold the dog deal, mucus and you hearin right

National Geographic ain’t, fuckin with this wildlife

Hissin;

I’m finna strike, rattlin;

I’m finna bite

Hell with a blue light, fuckin with no rules tonight!

Now once again, you see me layin down the law

These cowards tryna catch me like my hustle got a flaw

Bitch I’m Southern bred

That’s where you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest

I said you break it down to raw and then you flush the rest

And I ain’t playin witcha’ll haters since y’all fucked up my order

Got me playin with a gram, coulda been up to a quarter

Now my cousin, called me up and said he finally did it

Graduated from a handheld, to primary digits

Cuz in the slums we don’t work we just grind and gamble

Guarunteed I got that shit, niggas dyin to sample

Now whattchu know about that work from the states of Georgia

Cook so thick, collard, grits and water (we in the slums!)