Nappy Roots - Slums lyrics

"Please baby, please don´t leave"

[R. Prophit]
We represent the slums.. alright..
Let´s get this motherf*cker crunkin from Kentucky to Baghdad
Ya pops was always gone but that didn´t make him a bad dad
We still managed to eat, & 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 would pro´ly have to greet the party room with the fo´ pound
I am tryna keep my head on straight to keep me from catchin
in case I feel my insides burnin, musta swallowed all twenty-eight
I am drinkin Milk of Magnesia, but still I aint feelin straight
Some mo´ had murdered my granddad over real-estate

[Hook: R. Prophit w/ sample playing in background]
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...

[Big V]
Bupm it, if I put it out - suck it, 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 could not do, difference between me & you
Slum for a while now, country for a lifetime
Cool is what I choose to be, but that aint what I used to be
Muddy waters couldn´t drown a nigga, bloodhounds on the trail for real
Shakin up this rattle snake, givin niggaz hell for real
Turn a hold the dog deal, mucus & you hearin right
National Geographic aint, f*ckin with this wildlife
Hissin; I am finna strike, rattlin; I am finna bite
Hell with a blue light, f*ckin with no rules tonight!

[Hook] - 2X

[Scales]
Now once again, you see me layin down the law
These cowards tryna catch me like my hustle got a flaw
Bitch I am Southern bred
That is where you break it down to raw & then you flush the rest
I said you break it down to raw & then you flush the rest
And I aint playin witcha´ll haters since y´all f*cked up my order
Got me playin with a gram, coulda been up to a quarter
Now my cousin, called me up & said he finally did it
Graduated from a handheld, to primary digits
Cuz in the slums we do not work we just grind & gamble
Guarunteed I got that shit, niggaz dyin to sample
Now whattchu know about that work from the states of Georgia
Cook so thick, collard, grits & water (we in the slums!)

[Hook]

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