(Yo man, these people around in '87 just slippin-dough, you know what I'm sayin? Boogie Down Productions not slippin-dough, so hold ya Know what I'm sayin? (word) Yo! What's goin' on? Mr. know what Happened? He slipped on us-he die. KISS FM, we rock. To my man DJ Red Alert- we chillin' (word). Yo man! Yo do, heard about, man, this About this kid-Wearin' the, ah, Curls, man. Word up! He was slippin' Yo dough, word up, word up. He had a yellow on, but no description was Given)
Now you just heard, people, was a little kickin But let me tell you this while the clock is tickin This is the warning, as the caution Do not attempt to dis 'cause you'll Just a pillow, or better yet a mattress You can't match this style or attack I'm telling you, write on schedule Fuck with and I'll bury you in the dirt, or sand with a shovel No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, muffle Total on stage is the name, 22 is the age Those who battle, I know who you are You got a girl, you drive a little car You come the place with that look on your face Before you ran the mile, you the race So you're doomed when you step in the room be the witch and you'll be the broom I'll ride you, guide you into the I'll you to a funky beat So what do we have A sucka in I snatched heart Put it way up on the At ten fucked At nine you At you're a sucker At mothafucka At six you're At five just wacked At four you're At three, just soft At two an ass At one, a dick But before you slip, I'll 'Cause homeboy, ya
(Yo get my slip on, I'm chillin on. A time, ya see me slip on, crop D And I'll slip on, everybody-I slip on. Sayin? I'll come if I miss you Sayin?)
I understand that music calms the savage But keep in mind I compose my music piece by piece First a bass, a A little cut there I add my K-R-S And the shit fresh I ask Moe and ICU for their Layin' a power play all the suckas are tought One again, the tactics of original We're gettin' payed to the end 'cause we were down the start We're known as Boogie Productions, ain't no B-boy stance Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you us a chance We're off and of course all ya suckas are lost You wanna hear a fresh You've come to the source Because I'm the type of guy not put up on a pedestal 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 lower sex Or may get When as a liar are the things I teach so be tought To me kinda short, how many battles have you fought? If you come up a number, notebook, or list It doesn't matter, you can still get dissed I'm bringin' back ol' New York rap That gets you jacked you're hands still clap funny Just you I can make money But noone's My message is Ya' slippin
(They slippin'-dough-1987-they spippin', but we all the way to the top Man (word)-you know what I'm sayin? To my 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 Till you 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 team So don't ever in life even think about an arguement Cuz you'll get walked on carpet We'll pick you up, and you off Stamp BDP on you're and you're off But you even change that to say instead I'm cuz I got a BDP on my head So just before you inherit ass kicking I you wake right up cuz ya slippin' (Yo! They slippin'-dough, they slippin'-dough, they up
up I Don't care no more, man, I'm commin' out of the shell-dough, Man. B-boy Records, Magic, yo all the time they slippin-ya what I'm Saying? This other kid-I don't know what his is, but you know What It is. (WORD UP!) He's too (everybody). Slippin', and He do somethin', slippin'. Slippin'.)