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Boogie Down Productions Ya Slippin Here are the song lyrics for Ya Slippin by Boogie Down Productions. For more excellent Boogie Down Productions lyrics, run a search! (yo man, these people around here in 87 just slippin-dough, you know what Im sayin? boogie down productions not slippin-dough, so hold ya hands-you Know what Im sayin? (word) yo! whats goin on? mr. magic-you know what Happened? he slipped on us-he die. pumpin kiss fm, we rock. to my man dj Red alert- we chillin (word). yo man! yo do, heard about, man, this shit About 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 was Given) Now what you just heard, people, was a little kickin But let me tell you this while the clock is still tickin This is the warning, known as the caution: Do not attempt to dis cuz youll soften Just like a pillow, or better yet a mattress You cant match this style or attack this While Im telling you, write on schedule Fuck with k-r-s and Ill bury you Deep in the dirt, or sand with a shovel No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, just muffle Total domination on stage Kris is the name, 22 is the age Those who wanna battle, I know who you are You got a little girl, you drive a little car You come into the place with that look on your face Before you ran the mile, you lost the race So assume youre doomed when you step in the room Ill be the witch and youll be the broom Ill ride you, guide you into the concrete Ill slide you to a funky beat So what do we have here? A sucka in fear I snatched your heart Put it way up on the chart At ten youre fucked At nine you suck At eight youre a sucker At seven-a mothafucka At six youre slapped At five youre just wacked At four youre lost At three, youre just soft At two youre an ass At one, youre a dick But before you slip, Ill whip Cuz 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 beast But keep in mind that I compose my music piece by piece First a bass, a snare A little cut over there I add my name k-r-s And the shit becomes fresh I ask moe and icu for their thoughts Layin down a power play all the suckas are tought One again, the tactics of original arts Were gettin payed to the end cuz we were down from the start Were known as boogie down productions, aint no b-boy stance Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you give us a chance Were goin off and of course all ya suckas are lost You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? youve come to the source Because Im the type of guy whos not put up on a pedestal Run my rhyme on time and on schedule One after another, another to the next Cant rhyme when youre tense, or your muscles wont flex Check your larynx It may get lower havin sex Or may get higher When bustin as a liar These are the things I teach so be tought To me youre kinda short, how many battles have you fought? If you come up with a number, notebook, or list It just doesnt matter, you can still get dissed Im bringin back that ol new york rap That gets you jacked while youre hands still clap Its funny Just dissin you I can make money But noones tippin My message is simple: ya slippin! (they slippin-dough-1987-they spippin, but we goin all the way to the top Man (word)-you know what Im sayin? to my brother krs-1, youre large, im Sayin, large-everytime, man, large. theyre slippin) E-n-o, s-r-k When you go through other albums, youre sure to say Goddam! they all seem to sound alike Till you hear the crew standin over in the light Showing, glowing, on the top growing The lyrics keep flowing and flowing and just flowing Just like a river, or better yet a stream Im proud to be down with the winning team So dont ever in your life even think about an arguement Cuz youll get walked on like carpet Well pick you up, and dust you off Stamp bdp on youre head and youre off But you wont even change that to say instead Im down cuz I got a bdp on my head So just before you inherit that ass kicking I suggest you wake right up cuz ya slippin (yo! they slippin-dough, they slippin-dough, they slippin-word up, i Dont care no more, man, Im commin out of the shell-dough, they slippin Man. b-boy records, magic, yo all the time they slippin-ya know what im Saying? this other kid-i dont know what his name is, but you know what time It is. (word up!) hes slippin too (everybody). slippin, and everytime He do somethin, hes slippin. slippin.)
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