Boogie Down Productions - Ya Slippin' lyrics

(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, Jheri 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, cause 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 that wanna battle, I know who you are
You got a little gold, 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'
(Yo get my slip on, I'm chillin on a
Long time, ya see me slip on, crack dealer
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
Lay it down at Power Play
All the suckas are taught
One again, the tactics of original arts
We're gettin' paid to the end cuz
We were down from the start
We're known as Boogie Down Productions
Ain't no b-boy stance
Guaranteed 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 taught
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
Your hands still clap it's funny
Just dissin' you I can make money
But no one'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
"Goddamn, 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

Cuz you'll get walked on like carpet
We'll pick you up, and dust you off
Stamp BDP on your head and you're off
But, you would 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 they dis ya?
He's slippin' slippin')