like i'm slipping away you said hold on but i feel like i'm slipping away i'm standing here alone cant tell if i'm awake and i feel like im slipping
] Yo, what's goin on Ice? [ Ice-T ] Yo what's up Shawnie Shawn? Man, just trippin off this girl, man [ Shawnie Shawn ] Girls? You? The Iceberg? Aw man
Randy Mac is clockin a stupid grip On the party track I'm cold lampin But when the Syndicate rolls I be jackin You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped
of $ Gotta make that money, man That money, man It's still the same, now Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine And bitch, if you slip,
this week How 'bout'a n....fix U somthing to eat And just chill We anit gotta wild out just chill Parlay little momma right here Sippin' on chardonnay Slip
out here fuckin' with you All that shit you took a nigga through I told myself that everything would work out fine (I fucked 'round and hit it) Fucked around and slipped
hill baby, stand strong motherfucker, what? Don't trip when you hit the lunatic, transmit, aw, shit Break it down for the bitches and don't slip You
assembly line Now he just sits on a stool down at the Legion hall but I can tell what's on his mind Glory days yeah goin back Glory days aw he ain
mind, man" "I'm gonna kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" "You must be out your fucking mind, man" "I'm gonna kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" Aw
Aw yeah, I get around Still clown with the Underground, when we come around Stronger than ever {Tupac} Back to get wreck All respect to those who break
clap, clap, clap, clap, clap Hangin' out the Cadil-liac Follow that slip, that sauce, that wet, that drip Drippin' wet, never slip I'm elegant, but I
start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom Once again, his conscience comes into play (Shit) Now listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek And smearin' her lipstick, I slipped
funky, funky rhyme Aw shit, man, that's the ICP This is my jam, I'm on a psychedelic Motherfucking, inter-galactic void G Aw, shit Well, they let the
*The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* Aw, shit here it comes creeping through the cracks The nooks the
women bendin' and grinnin' my hair spinnin' while we smokin' on Henny, still Po Pimpin' Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-ohh Do you wanna ride, slip
Dip through and kick it with some niggas on the run They put me down on a lick On some punk fools across town you can get the dick Slipped up and fucked
to pull it Not givin a damn, fool, catch the fuckin bullet Your mama, your daddy, your old annie-granny Oh no, I'm loco, out the roof of the caddy Aw
unto def-jam, east to west Flesh-N-Bone, bone, bone, nigga, nigga, nigga We on a mission, get down for the course whatever man Mother fuck thing, gimme all my change, aw
