Ya Slippin' Lyrics - Boogie Down Productions

(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 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 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 

Fuck 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 fucked 

At nine you suck 

At eight you're a sucker 

At seven-a mothafucka 

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' 

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(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! 

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(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 

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 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 

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'.)