Straight Out Da Slums

Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums

Ayo, remember this face on the train doin' stick-ups
So hand me your money nice and slow or get lit up
And kill that noise or you won't see my face again
Or catch a nasty buck fifty from your ear to your chin
That's my lifestyle, the way I was brought up
This dude tried to run my moms jewels and got shot up
Since the age of ten, I've been murderin' lots of niggas
Baptized with rum, no father, that figures
Why they call me nasty dirty ass bastard
I'll stuff you in a casket 'cause shit's gettin' drastic
Niggas can't handle my lifestyles alone
I'm slick, papi, bitches call me T-Bone Capone
Timberland chukkas and a hoodie is my trademark
And most of my time, I'm out stickin' up a K-Mart
Knapsack in check with my everyday basics
Camouflage suit, Glocks, ski mask, and Asics
Busters say I'm crazy but to me, it's just a habit
So grab it, and let some old bitch nigga have it
I'm out to get mines with no remorse and no pity
It's an everyday thang doin' crime in the city

Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from

Motherfuckers, surprise, it's the brother who can boogie down
I burn a rapper like James until the motherfucker's brown
Get down, get down with my sound
Get around like 2Pac, don't stop 'til I wreck shop
Connect spots I rock, you'd be surprised, Ak
Punch is phat and sells more than a crack spot
I'm bold, I'll make the devil sell his soul
I rip so much shit, confetti's fallin' out your asshole
I'm nice, so write this down in your memo
Before you be punched, I'll play that ass like a demo
Tisket, a tasket, I'll beat that ass quick
Bastard, you're on my dick like a prophylactic
Props, nigga, I got juice like Jerry
Packin' Punchline, that shit's dead like a cemetery
Marked down like a slave, ain't nothin' funny, money
Rappers step up and get wrecked just like crash dummies
Example, niggas fret like pets when we battle
I'll light you up and wax that ass like a candle
Battles, I catch wreck off a master track
Wack rappers get bagged like a nut sack
Lyrics, I pack so much soul in my track
It makes Michael Jack' wanna grow his afro back
The rebel, lettin' off steam just like a kettle
Rappers rock like fags, so I call 'em Fruity Pebbles

Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
Knock knock, who is it? Yo, open up the door
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums

I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
I represent where I come from, straight out the slums
I represent where I come from...