(Yo man, these around here in '87 just slippin-dough, you know what I'm sayin? Down Productions not slippin-dough, so hold ya hands-you Know what I'm (word) Yo! What's goin' on? Mr. Magic-you know what Happened? He slipped on us-he die. Pumpin FM, we rock. To my man DJ Red Alert- we (word). Yo man! Yo do, heard about, man, this shit About this the, ah, Jerry Curls, man. Word up! He was slippin' Yo dough, word up, word up. He had a coat on, but no description was Given)
Now what you just heard, people, was a little But let me you this while the clock is still tickin This is the warning, as the caution Do not attempt to dis 'cause soften Just a pillow, or better yet a mattress You can't this style or attack this While I'm you, write on schedule with K-R-S and I'll bury you Deep in the dirt, or sand with a No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, just Total on stage is the name, 22 is the age Those who battle, I know who you are You got a little girl, you a little car You come into the with that look on your face Before you ran the mile, you lost the So you're doomed when you step in the room I'll be the witch and you'll be the ride you, guide you into the concrete I'll slide you to a funky So what do we here? A in fear I your heart Put it way up on the At ten fucked At you suck At you're a sucker At seven-a At six slapped At five you're wacked At you're lost At three, you're just At two an ass At one, you're a But before you slip, I'll homeboy, ya slippin'
(Yo get my slip on, I'm on. A long time, ya see me slip on, crop D And I'll slip on, everybody-I slip on. Sayin? I'll back if I miss you Sayin?)
I understand that calms the savage beast But keep in mind that I my music piece by piece a bass, a snare A little cut there I add my name And the becomes fresh I ask Moe and ICU for thoughts down a power play all the suckas are tought One again, the of original arts We're payed to the end 'cause we were down from the start We're known as Boogie Productions, ain't no B-boy stance to make ya dance, if you give us a chance We're goin' off and of all ya suckas are lost You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? You've to the source Because I'm the type of guy who's not put up on a Run my on time and on schedule One after another, to the next Can't rhyme when you're tense, or muscles won't flex your larynx It may get lower sex Or may get When bustin' as a are the things I teach so be tought To me you're kinda short, how many have you fought? If you come up with a number, notebook, or It doesn't matter, you can still get dissed I'm bringin' back ol' New York rap That gets you jacked while you're still clap funny Just dissin' you I can money But noone's My is simple Ya' slippin
(They spippin', but we goin' all the way to the top Man (word)-you know what I'm sayin? To my brother KRS-1, large, I'm Sayin, large-everytime, man, large. slippin')
E-N-O, When you go other albums, you're sure to say Goddam! all seem to sound alike Till you hear the crew standin' in the light Showing, glowing, on the top The keep flowing and flowing and just flowing Just a river, or better yet a stream I'm proud to be down with the team So don't ever in life even think about an arguement Cuz you'll get walked on carpet pick you up, and dust you off Stamp BDP on you're and you're off But you even change that to say instead I'm down cuz I got a BDP on my So just before you inherit that ass I you wake right up cuz ya slippin' (Yo! They slippin'-dough, slippin'-dough, they slippin'-word up
up I Don't care no more, man, I'm out of the shell-dough, they Man. B-boy Records, Magic, yo all the time slippin-ya know what I'm Saying? This other kid-I know what his name is, but you know What It is. (WORD UP!) He's too (everybody). Slippin', and He do somethin', slippin'. Slippin'.)