Slippin'

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 more Indo look at a video sayin' to myself that could've been yo on the TV believe me it could be done somethin's got to give it's got to change cause I've got a son I've got to do the right thing for shorty and that means no more getting high drinking forties So I get back lookin' type slick again Fake "What!" jump back on my "Uhh uh huh!" again Nothin' but love for those that know how it feel & much respect to all my "Come on!!" that kept it real Be strong kept a from doin' wrong "Uhh" who they is and this is yo "What uhh!" song and to my boo who stuck with a "Arf!" through all the bullshit you'll get yours because it's due Chorus can't get up...I gots to get up This is from the heart baby, don't get it twisted Ahh X RATED!!!!!