slippin´ þarký sözü

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 masons
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 "howll!!" the drama with my mama
she got on some fly shit "what!" til 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´ "uhh!" 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 "what!!" about much but my dog
that´s my only "howll!" i had offered my last
just another little "come on!!" headed nowhere fast

chorus

-2-
that ain´t the half "arf!" get´s worse as i get older
actions become bolder heart got colder
chip on my shoulder that i dared a "uhh!" to touch
didn´t need a click cause i scared a "uh huh" that much
one deep went to for kicks
catchin´ vicks throwin´ bricks gettin by bein´ slick
used to get high to get by used to have to "howl!!"
in the morning before i get fly
i ate something a couple of forties made me hate somethin´
i did some "arf" now i´m ready to take something
3 years later showing signs of stress
didn´t keep my hair cut or give a "come on!" how i dressed
i´m possessed by the darker side livin´ the cruddy life
"what!" like this kept a nigga with a bloody knife
wanna make records but i´m "wheeew´d!" up
i´m slippin´ i´m fallin´ i can´t get up

chorus

-3-
wasn´t long before i hit rock bottom
"howll!" was like damn look how that "how that" got him
open like a window no