Ya Slippin' Lyrics
| Song | Ya Slippin' |
| Artist | Boogie Down Productions |
| Album | By All Means Necessary |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : KRS One | |
| (Yo man, these people around here in '87 just slippin-dough, you know what I'm sayin? Boogie Down Productions not slippin-dough, so hold ya hands-you know what I'm sayin? (word) | |
| Yo! What's goin' on? | |
| Mr. Magic-you know what happened? | |
| He slipped on us-he die. | |
| Pumpin KIS | |
| S 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 you'll soften | |
| Just like a pillow, or better yet a mattress | |
| You can't match this style or attack this | |
| While I'm telling you, write on schedule | |
| **** with | |
| K-R-S and | |
| I'll 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 you're doomed when you step in the room | |
| I'll be the witch and you'll be the broom | |
| I'll ride you, guide you into the concrete | |
| I'll 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 you're ****ed | |
| At nine you suck | |
| At eight you're a sucker | |
| At seven-a motha****a | |
| At six you're slapped | |
| At five you're just wacked | |
| At four you're lost | |
| At three, you're just soft | |
| At two you're an ass | |
| At one, you're a dick | |
| But before you slip, | |
| I'll whip | |
| Cuz homeboy, ya slippin' (Yo get my slip on, I'm chillin on. A long time, ya see me slip on, crop D, and I'll slip on, everybody-I slip on. Sayin? I'll 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 | |
| We're gettin' payed to the end cuz we were down from the start | |
| We're known as | |
| Boogie Down | |
| Productions, ain't no | |
| B-boy stance | |
| Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you give us a chance | |
| We're goin' off and of course all ya suckas are lost | |
| You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? | |
| You've come to the source | |
| Because I'm the type of guy who's not put up on a pedestal | |
| Run my rhyme on time and on schedule | |
| One after another, another to the next | |
| Can't rhyme when you're tense, or your muscles won't 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 you're kinda short, how many battles have you fought? | |
| If you come up with a number, notebook, or list | |
| It just doesn't matter, you can still get dissed | |
| I'm bringin' back that ol' | |
| New York rap | |
| That gets you jacked while you're hands still clap | |
| It's funny | |
| Just dissin' you | |
| I can make money | |
| But noone's 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 | |
| I'm sayin? | |
| To my brother | |
| KRS-1, you're large, | |
| I'm sayin, large-everytime, man, large. | |
| They're slippin') | |
| E-N-O, S-R- | |
| K When you go through other albums, you're 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 | |
| I'm proud to be down with the winning team | |
| So don't ever in your life even think about an arguement | |
| Cuz you'll get walked on like carpet | |
| We'll pick you up, and dust you off | |
| Stamp BDP on you're head and you're off | |
| But you won't even change that to say instead | |
| I'm down cuz | |
| I got a BD | |
| P 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 don't care no more, man, I'm commin' out of the shell-dough, they slippin' man. B-boy Records, Magic, yo all the time they slippin-ya know what I'm saying? This other kid-I don't know what his name is, but you know what time it is. (WORD UP!) | |
| He's slippin' too (everybody). | |
| Slippin', and everytime he do somethin', he's slippin'. | |
| Slippin'.) |
| zuo ci : KRS One | |
| Yo man, these people around here in ' 87 just slippindough, you know what I' m sayin? Boogie Down Productions not slippindough, so hold ya handsyou know what I' m sayin? word | |
| Yo! What' s goin' on? | |
| Mr. Magicyou know what happened? | |
| He slipped on ushe die. | |
| Pumpin KIS | |
| S 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 you' ll soften | |
| Just like a pillow, or better yet a mattress | |
| You can' t match this style or attack this | |
| While I' m telling you, write on schedule | |
| with | |
| KRS and | |
| I' ll 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 you' re doomed when you step in the room | |
| I' ll be the witch and you' ll be the broom | |
| I' ll ride you, guide you into the concrete | |
| I' ll 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 you' re ed | |
| At nine you suck | |
| At eight you' re a sucker | |
| At sevena motha a | |
| At six you' re slapped | |
| At five you' re just wacked | |
| At four you' re lost | |
| At three, you' re just soft | |
| At two you' re an ass | |
| At one, you' re a dick | |
| But before you slip, | |
| I' ll whip | |
| Cuz homeboy, ya slippin' Yo get my slip on, I' m chillin on. A long time, ya see me slip on, crop D, and I' ll slip on, everybodyI slip on. Sayin? I' ll 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 | |
| KRS 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 | |
| We' re gettin' payed to the end cuz we were down from the start | |
| We' re known as | |
| Boogie Down | |
| Productions, ain' t no | |
| Bboy stance | |
| Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you give us a chance | |
| We' re goin' off and of course all ya suckas are lost | |
| You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? | |
| You' ve come to the source | |
| Because I' m the type of guy who' s not put up on a pedestal | |
| Run my rhyme on time and on schedule | |
| One after another, another to the next | |
| Can' t rhyme when you' re tense, or your muscles won' t 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 you' re kinda short, how many battles have you fought? | |
| If you come up with a number, notebook, or list | |
| It just doesn' t matter, you can still get dissed | |
| I' m bringin' back that ol' | |
| New York rap | |
| That gets you jacked while you' re hands still clap | |
| It' s funny | |
| Just dissin' you | |
| I can make money | |
| But noone' s tippin' | |
| My message is simple: | |
| Ya' slippin! They slippin' dough1987they spippin', but we goin' all the way to the top man word you know what | |
| I' m sayin? | |
| To my brother | |
| KRS1, you' re large, | |
| I' m sayin, largeeverytime, man, large. | |
| They' re slippin' | |
| ENO, SR | |
| K When you go through other albums, you' re 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 | |
| I' m proud to be down with the winning team | |
| So don' t ever in your life even think about an arguement | |
| Cuz you' ll get walked on like carpet | |
| We' ll pick you up, and dust you off | |
| Stamp BDP on you' re head and you' re off | |
| But you won' t even change that to say instead | |
| I' m down cuz | |
| I got a BD | |
| P 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 don' t care no more, man, I' m commin' out of the shelldough, they slippin' man. Bboy Records, Magic, yo all the time they slippinya know what I' m saying? This other kidI don' t know what his name is, but you know what time it is. WORD UP! | |
| He' s slippin' too everybody. | |
| Slippin', and everytime he do somethin', he' s slippin'. | |
| Slippin'. |
| zuò cí : KRS One | |
| Yo man, these people around here in ' 87 just slippindough, you know what I' m sayin? Boogie Down Productions not slippindough, so hold ya handsyou know what I' m sayin? word | |
| Yo! What' s goin' on? | |
| Mr. Magicyou know what happened? | |
| He slipped on ushe die. | |
| Pumpin KIS | |
| S 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 you' ll soften | |
| Just like a pillow, or better yet a mattress | |
| You can' t match this style or attack this | |
| While I' m telling you, write on schedule | |
| with | |
| KRS and | |
| I' ll 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 you' re doomed when you step in the room | |
| I' ll be the witch and you' ll be the broom | |
| I' ll ride you, guide you into the concrete | |
| I' ll 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 you' re ed | |
| At nine you suck | |
| At eight you' re a sucker | |
| At sevena motha a | |
| At six you' re slapped | |
| At five you' re just wacked | |
| At four you' re lost | |
| At three, you' re just soft | |
| At two you' re an ass | |
| At one, you' re a dick | |
| But before you slip, | |
| I' ll whip | |
| Cuz homeboy, ya slippin' Yo get my slip on, I' m chillin on. A long time, ya see me slip on, crop D, and I' ll slip on, everybodyI slip on. Sayin? I' ll 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 | |
| KRS 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 | |
| We' re gettin' payed to the end cuz we were down from the start | |
| We' re known as | |
| Boogie Down | |
| Productions, ain' t no | |
| Bboy stance | |
| Gauranteed to make ya dance, if you give us a chance | |
| We' re goin' off and of course all ya suckas are lost | |
| You wanna hear a fresh rhyme? | |
| You' ve come to the source | |
| Because I' m the type of guy who' s not put up on a pedestal | |
| Run my rhyme on time and on schedule | |
| One after another, another to the next | |
| Can' t rhyme when you' re tense, or your muscles won' t 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 you' re kinda short, how many battles have you fought? | |
| If you come up with a number, notebook, or list | |
| It just doesn' t matter, you can still get dissed | |
| I' m bringin' back that ol' | |
| New York rap | |
| That gets you jacked while you' re hands still clap | |
| It' s funny | |
| Just dissin' you | |
| I can make money | |
| But noone' s tippin' | |
| My message is simple: | |
| Ya' slippin! They slippin' dough1987they spippin', but we goin' all the way to the top man word you know what | |
| I' m sayin? | |
| To my brother | |
| KRS1, you' re large, | |
| I' m sayin, largeeverytime, man, large. | |
| They' re slippin' | |
| ENO, SR | |
| K When you go through other albums, you' re 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 | |
| I' m proud to be down with the winning team | |
| So don' t ever in your life even think about an arguement | |
| Cuz you' ll get walked on like carpet | |
| We' ll pick you up, and dust you off | |
| Stamp BDP on you' re head and you' re off | |
| But you won' t even change that to say instead | |
| I' m down cuz | |
| I got a BD | |
| P 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 don' t care no more, man, I' m commin' out of the shelldough, they slippin' man. Bboy Records, Magic, yo all the time they slippinya know what I' m saying? This other kidI don' t know what his name is, but you know what time it is. WORD UP! | |
| He' s slippin' too everybody. | |
| Slippin', and everytime he do somethin', he' s slippin'. | |
| Slippin'. |
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