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(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`

(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 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`.)

(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`

(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 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`.)

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