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I live by the code, I die by the code
Won't catch me slipping, must be tripping
Cash round here I'm flipping, ladies always tipping
I return that

Hindered by sober restlessness
Submitting to the amber crutch
The theme in my aching prose
The theme in my aching prose

Fantasizing the sight

Out of the Shadows

Sarah McLachlan

Fumbling Towards Ecstasy: Live

1993

Crouching down inside a deep ravine
Those angry cries pass quickly by, he can't be seen
So many ways spent hiding in so many undone plans

There's such a fine line 'tween the
Things you want and the
And the things that you need
So I'm not going to sleep

Slipping into midnight under harsh

the price
Yo it cost a whole lotta
On a mission
Guided by my intuition
Never slipping
Best believe I’m dippin dippin
Pistol whipping
If it calls for

little honey
That’s my time, I’ve got a lot of Money
Stay on a breakdown or die by my side
Make me feel to say, I wanna lick you inside
Still slipping

standing on the cusp of giving up,
And I feel like I’m slipping away

I have to admit I’ve been losing sleep
Haunted by promises I couldn’t keep
I stay

time pon ah food vibes
Yeah
Catch ah fool slipping
As me slipping on me size nine
Hit the camera with a scourge smile
As me dipping to align them up in

God's Work

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It

Yeah, I don't worry 'bout a thing
I got no time to overthink

'Cause I feel it, it's slipping away
'Cause kids aren't kids forever
But it feels like

sitting on a couch (Sofa) 
My bars could win an Oscar, I ain't talking 'bout the Grouch (Sesame Street)
People say my verse is bad, they don't really get

breath, i lit a doobie
Do you wanna get intense, let's take some Lucy
Junkie on the beat
You don't want it with me
White boy that was raised by the streets

couldn't take care of myself
Cause i was supplying all these fiend
What you thought
I thought a bitch really loved a nigga
I was blinded by the pussy
But now

nothing left at all

Strangers dance side-by-side to feel something close to love,
But I don't feel warm tonight,
No I don't feel warm tonight

We'll all

I question if I’m living by the best of my intentions
Everyday’s a mess but God keep blessing me to live ‘em
I rest and then I’m risen, I stretch

I'm tripping I'm slipping 
I'm far away 
I'm tripping I'm slipping 
I'm far away 
I'm tripping I'm slipping 
I'm far away 
I'm tripping I'm slipping

Can't live here anymore
One foot in, one foot out the door
It's the last place I pictured myself a year ago
Can't see you anymore
You stand by me,

cll we know is go get money 
We get it Monday through Sunday
cll we know is go get money 
We get it Monday through Sunday 
We ain't slipping man we

My eyes are capping (Stop cappin eyes!)
I wonder if theres a captain (Whos driving?)
Am I tripping right now or am I slipping
What do you think Obama

now
Hopefully the boy can get out of his misery
Yeah

I've been slipping in the water
(I've been slipping to the water)
Been flying too close to the sun

and
You're slipping, you're slipping
When you finally hit the bottom
All the truths and lies forgotten
You'll move on
Just like you've always done
There's

get it Monday through Sunday
cll we know is go get money 
We get it Monday through Sunday 
We ain't slipping man we keep protection we know the robbers

Bad 
She loves when her boys come bad
Come in smooth like I'm moonwalking
But the only difference I ain't walking back
Slipping n slidin
Got me

Niggas go to college, niggas go to jail
Will we see a heaven we already in a hell
This the devils playground, demons by the benches
System been