Boogie Down Productions - Ya Slippin' Lyrics
(yo man, these people around here in 87 just slippin-dough, you know whatIm sayin? boogie down productions not slippin-dough, so hold ya hands-youKnow what Im sayin? (word) yo! whats goin on? mr. magic-you know whatHappened? he slipped on us-he die. pumpin kiss fm, we rock. to my man djRed alert- we chillin (word). yo man! yo do, heard about, man, this shitAbout this kid-wearin the, ah, jerry curls, man. word up! he was slippin.Yo dough, word up, word up. he had a yellow coat on, but no description wasGiven)Now what you just heard, people, was a little kickinBut let me tell you this while the clock is still tickinThis is the warning, known as the caution:Do not attempt to dis cuz youll softenJust like a pillow, or better yet a mattressYou cant match this style or attack thisWhile Im telling you, write on schedule***** with k-r-s and Ill bury youDeep in the dirt, or sand with a shovelNo fight, no scurry, or scuffle, just muffleTotal domination on stageKris is the name, 22 is the ageThose who wanna battle, I know who you areYou got a little girl, you drive a little carYou come into the place with that look on your faceBefore you ran the mile, you lost the raceSo assume youre doomed when you step in the roomIll be the witch and youll be the broomIll ride you, guide you into the concreteIll slide you to a funky beatSo what do we have here?A sucka in fearI snatched your heartPut it way up on the chartAt ten youre *****edAt nine you suckAt eight youre a suckerAt seven-a motha*****aAt six youre slappedAt five youre just wackedAt four youre lostAt three, youre just softAt two youre an assAt one, youre a dickBut before you slip, Ill whipCuz homeboy, ya slippin(yo get my slip on, Im chillin on. a long time, ya see me slip on, crop d,And Ill slip on, everybody-i slip on. sayin? Ill come back if I miss you,Sayin? )I understand that music calms the savage beastBut keep in mind that I compose my music piece by pieceFirst a bass, a snareA little cut over thereI add my name k-r-sAnd the shit becomes freshI ask moe and icu for their thoughtsLayin down a power play all the suckas are toughtOne again, the tactics of original artsWere gettin payed to the end cuz we were down from the startWere known as boogie down productions, aint no b-boy stanceGauranteed to make ya dance, if you give us a chanceWere goin off and of course all ya suckas are lostYou wanna hear a fresh rhyme? youve come to the sourceBecause Im the type of guy whos not put up on a pedestalRun my rhyme on time and on scheduleOne after another, another to the nextCant rhyme when youre tense, or your muscles wont flexCheck your larynxIt may get lower havin sexOr may get higherWhen bustin as a liarThese are the things I teach so be toughtTo me youre kinda short, how many battles have you fought?If you come up with a number, notebook, or listIt just doesnt matter, you can still get dissedIm bringin back that ol new york rapThat gets you jacked while youre hands still clapIts funnyJust dissin you I can make moneyBut noones tippinMy message is simple: ya slippin!(they slippin-dough-1987-they spippin, but we goin all the way to the topMan (word)-you know what Im sayin? to my brother krs-1, youre large, imSayin, large-everytime, man, large. theyre slippin)E-n-o, s-r-kWhen you go through other albums, youre sure to sayGoddam! they all seem to sound alikeTill you hear the crew standin over in the lightShowing, glowing, on the top growingThe lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just flowingJust like a river, or better yet a streamIm proud to be down with the winning teamSo dont ever in your life even think about an arguementCuz youll get walked on like carpetWell pick you up, and dust you offStamp bdp on youre head and youre offBut you wont even change that to say insteadIm down cuz I got a bdp on my headSo just before you inherit that ass kickingI suggest you wake right up cuz ya slippin(yo! they slippin-dough, they slippin-dough, they slippin-word up, iDont care no more, man, Im commin out of the shell-dough, they slippinMan. b-boy records, magic, yo all the time they slippin-ya know what imSaying? this other kid-i dont know what his name is, but you know what timeIt is. (word up!) hes slippin too (everybody). slippin, and everytimeHe do somethin, hes slippin. slippin.)
