Sunday, September 9, 2007

Slippin' - DMX



Ha ha ha ha ha ha uhh
See to live is to suffer but to survive
well that's to find meaning in the suffering.

Chorus
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up!
(Repeat)

-1-
I been through mad different phases like mazes
to find my way & now I know that happy days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long enough to see my kids
doing something more constructive with they time
than bids I know because I been there
now I'm in there sit back & look
at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit the drama with my mama
she got on some fly shit so I split
and said that I'ma be that seed
that doesn't need much to succeed
strapped with mad greed and a heart that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or at least I thought I was
baggin' niggas when I caught a buzz
for thinking about how short I was
Going too fast it wouldn't last but yo I couldn't tell
group homes & institutions, prepare my ass for jail
They put me in a situation forcin' me to be a man
when I was just learnin' to stand without a helpin' hand
Damn, was it my fault, somethin' I did
to make a father leave his first kid at 7 doin' my first bid?
Back on the scene at 14 with a scheme
to get more cream than I'd ever seen in a dream
and by all means I will be living high off the hog
and I never gave a f**k about much but my dog
That's my only mother f**ker I had offered my last
Just another little nigga headed nowhere fast


Chorus

-2-
That ain't the half shit get's worse as I get older
actions become bolder heart got colder
chip on my shoulder that I dared a nigga to touch
didn't need a click cause I scared a nigga that much
One deep with the bitch startin shit for kicks
catchin' vicks throwin' bricks gettin by bein' slick
used to get high just to get by used to have to puff my L
in the morning before I could fly
I ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin'
after some coke now I'm ready to take something
3 years later showing signs of stress
didn't keep my hair cut or give a f**k how I dressed
I'm possessed by the darker side livin' the cruddy life
Shit like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
wanna make records but I'm f**king it up
I'm slippin' I'm fallin' I can't get up

Chorus

-3-
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
niggas talkin shit like damn look how that rock got him
open like a window no more indo
look at a video saying to myself, that coulda been yo
ass on the TV believe me it could be done
somthings got to give got to change
cause now I gotta son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
and that means no more getting high drinking 40's
so I get back looking type slick again
fake niggas jump back on my dick again
nothing but love for those who know how it feel
and much respect to all my niggas who kept it real
kept a nigga strong, kept a nigga from doing wrong
niggas know who they is and this is yo f**king song
and too my boo who stuck w/ a nigga through
all the bullshit you'll get yours because its do

No comments: