(Yo man, these around here in '87 just slippin-dough, you know what I'm Boogie Down Productions not slippin-dough, so hold ya hands-you what I'm sayin? (word) Yo! What's goin' on? Mr. Magic-you know what Happened? He slipped on die. Pumpin KISS FM, we rock. To my man DJ Red we chillin' (word). Yo man! Yo do, heard about, man, this shit About this the, ah, Jerry Curls, man. Word up! He was slippin' Yo dough, up, word up. He had a yellow coat on, but no description was Given)
Now what you heard, people, was a little kickin But let me tell you this while the clock is still is the warning, known as the caution Do not attempt to dis 'cause soften Just like a pillow, or yet a mattress You can't this style or attack this While I'm telling you, on schedule Fuck with and I'll bury you Deep in the dirt, or with a shovel No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, muffle Total domination on is the name, 22 is the age Those who battle, I know who you are You got a little girl, you drive a car You come into the with that look on your face Before you ran the mile, you the race So assume you're doomed 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 have A in fear I snatched heart Put it way up on the At ten fucked At nine you At you're a sucker At seven-a At six you're At five just wacked At you're lost At three, you're just At two an ass At one, a dick But before you slip, whip 'Cause homeboy, ya
(Yo get my slip on, I'm chillin on. A long time, ya see me on, crop D And I'll slip on, everybody-I on. Sayin? I'll come back if I miss you Sayin?)
I understand that music the savage beast But keep in that I compose my music piece by piece First a bass, a A little cut there I add my name And the shit becomes I ask Moe and ICU for thoughts Layin' down a power all the suckas are tought One again, the tactics of arts We're gettin' payed to the end 'cause we down from the start We're known as Boogie Down Productions, ain't no stance Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you us a chance We're goin' off and of course all ya 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 rhyme when you're tense, or your muscles won't flex Check your It may get havin' sex Or may get bustin' as a liar These are the things I so be tought To me kinda short, how many battles 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 that ol' New rap gets you jacked while you're hands still clap It's Just dissin' you I can make But tippin' My is simple Ya' slippin
(They spippin', but we goin' all the way to the top Man (word)-you know I'm sayin? To my brother KRS-1, you're large, I'm Sayin, large-everytime, man, large. slippin')
E-N-O, When you go through other albums, sure to say Goddam! They all seem to sound you hear the crew standin' over 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 winning So ever in your life even think about an arguement Cuz you'll get on like carpet We'll pick you up, and you off Stamp BDP on you're head and off But you won't change that to say instead I'm down cuz I got a BDP on my So just you inherit that ass kicking I suggest you wake right up cuz ya (Yo! slippin'-dough, they slippin'-dough, they slippin'-word up
up I Don't no more, man, I'm commin' out of the shell-dough, they Man. B-boy Records, Magic, yo all the time they know what I'm Saying? other kid-I don't know what his name is, but you know time It is. (WORD UP!) He's too (everybody). Slippin', and He do somethin', slippin'. Slippin'.)