Outkast Lyrics

Slump 
featuring Backbone & Cool Breeze 

[Backbone] 
From front to back street, listen, we on a mission 
to get right, workin street corner in the midnight 
Picture the scene, these fiends with fire 
Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that 
I'm wit whateva like Wheatstraw 
Stuck servin my cocaine raw 
Drop sixty-two off the brick, jump back 
Twenty over now that's mo' money to get 
Slick, we fin' to LICK on this corner without gettin caught 
But time, keep a sleepin and money gettin short 
Plus that crooked cop Brock think we blow slangin (fuck him) 
That why he ride through the hole with the do' swangin 
But I make moves -- shake them tricks up out they shoestrings 
Be more precise when we do things 
Cause life like shakin the dice, but I buck back twice 
like five-deuce, fo'-trey, okay 

Chorus: repeat 2X 

I'm strickly dressin dirty dirty 
Gone represent it to the t-top 
Born and bred up on the street top 
Get to the money and the sweet spot 
and forever hollerin 
"Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops 

[Big Boi] 
Sheyit 
Cops and robbers niggaz be bound to get them dollars and cents 
They get in a slump like baseball players 
when they short on they rent 
Anything goin you ain't knowin how much money YOU spent 
But in the real world you surrounded by these ladies and gents 
who hang around you cause you be buyin all the weed 
and ALL the chicken 
Feedin everybody, smokin em out 
When you was broke though they was missin 
Now you ridin bout fo' deep, startin to tear up YO' suspension 
And your baby mamma on child support 
My fault, forget to mention 
You don't even have a checkin account 
Wasn't thinkin about no pension 
I used to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen 
Had determination and graduated 
Now I got the whole rap world fascinated