LRC歌词
Slipping Into Darkness - Funky Aztecs
(feat. 2Pac)
(yeah, yeah the F. A's coming str8
From the wild wild west)
[Verse 1: Merciless]
Look at baby girl born in 19-7-deuce
Pop's on his fix, Mom's stuck on that crazy juice
Went to school, It's all cool but in Junior Hiiigh
Little hooker in the bathroom getting hiiigh
What she doing and what she smoking, nobody knows
Is she addicted or just slipping into melbose
A bad a** broad running with the girl gang
Just got some tat's, Talking all that girl slang.
First one to slap, because La vida don't matter
Wip out a cuete watch your brains get splattered
Selling them doves, hanging with thugs and all that
Beating up fools with a baseball bat
Started having sex at only 15
Imagine O.G. wears his clothes all crisp and clean
Got pregnant had a baby in December
She won't see the daddy till next September
Mom's and Pop's gave her the boot
Kicked her out La Casa, Now what Raza
With the money she got, She bought a spot of the block
Started paying the rent by slangin' phat a** coca rocks
Now she's 23 her four kids all alone, and loc'ed out
And plus she's all smoked out, the base face
You could see it in her eyes, it could also tell the tears
Of a life long cries.
They was headed for self destruction
Conjunction Junction, (hey Yo! ) what's your Function?
Her own kids gotta healp, "cause they knew she was slippin'
Took the devil away homegiiirl, You was Slippin'.
[Chorus: x2]
(Slippin' into Darkness Sample from War)
Slipping into Darkness
When you slip you trip and fall
Slipping into Darkness
Ain't no sense to give ya'll no love at all
[Verse 2: Sapo Loco]
They say we're slipping, as a whole one race
So, what we gonna choose, Don't want the blues
I turn to the news and what do I see
(merciless)"Everybody in the world ready to D. I. E."
We got blacks against blacks, browns against browns
Whites against whites, from governments to undergrounds
So, Peep the sound as it bumps through your stereo
Ear to your brain now check out the scenerio
Cali got quakes, Mudslides, and Floods
Pesadillas(=nightmares) Crips and Bloods
Hustlas, Pimps, Shot Callers, and Killas
O.G., Macks, and the big Coca Dealers
We got homeboys who just like kicking it
And Vato's like me who grab the mic and start splitting it
(merciless) "You're in for a phat treat trip into a phat beat"
So get closer to the funk and slip into the backseat.
They tried to ban me cause a brothas making noise a lot
I tear their asses about to foil the plot
They got me trapped, now I'm strapped getting harder
Running from the cops as I try to cock my gloc
The war won't stop, that's why they want to ban the music
Gather and notice how the cops can't stand the music
See a black man cooling with a mexican
We can all have peace on the set's again
Give a shout out to my homies in the pen.
They try to keep us down but we pound
Every time we hit the Top 10
Once again is your friend out of Oakland
Hoping to keep your hip hop clubs open
Now we can fight and let them close them
Or we could have peace at shows so we contol them
Now ain't nobody getting paid, It's a damb shame
Why gangbang brothas in the same gate
Say security is the plan cause they letting it off
Brothas come to have fun, but they setting it off
One-Time make it worse when they sweat us
Send a Army of pigs to come get us
So I'm running out of time
And it's cool down with the aztecs
And it's Salsa con Soulfood.
(feat. 2Pac)
(yeah, yeah the F. A's coming str8
From the wild wild west)
[Verse 1: Merciless]
Look at baby girl born in 19-7-deuce
Pop's on his fix, Mom's stuck on that crazy juice
Went to school, It's all cool but in Junior Hiiigh
Little hooker in the bathroom getting hiiigh
What she doing and what she smoking, nobody knows
Is she addicted or just slipping into melbose
A bad a** broad running with the girl gang
Just got some tat's, Talking all that girl slang.
First one to slap, because La vida don't matter
Wip out a cuete watch your brains get splattered
Selling them doves, hanging with thugs and all that
Beating up fools with a baseball bat
Started having sex at only 15
Imagine O.G. wears his clothes all crisp and clean
Got pregnant had a baby in December
She won't see the daddy till next September
Mom's and Pop's gave her the boot
Kicked her out La Casa, Now what Raza
With the money she got, She bought a spot of the block
Started paying the rent by slangin' phat a** coca rocks
Now she's 23 her four kids all alone, and loc'ed out
And plus she's all smoked out, the base face
You could see it in her eyes, it could also tell the tears
Of a life long cries.
They was headed for self destruction
Conjunction Junction, (hey Yo! ) what's your Function?
Her own kids gotta healp, "cause they knew she was slippin'
Took the devil away homegiiirl, You was Slippin'.
[Chorus: x2]
(Slippin' into Darkness Sample from War)
Slipping into Darkness
When you slip you trip and fall
Slipping into Darkness
Ain't no sense to give ya'll no love at all
[Verse 2: Sapo Loco]
They say we're slipping, as a whole one race
So, what we gonna choose, Don't want the blues
I turn to the news and what do I see
(merciless)"Everybody in the world ready to D. I. E."
We got blacks against blacks, browns against browns
Whites against whites, from governments to undergrounds
So, Peep the sound as it bumps through your stereo
Ear to your brain now check out the scenerio
Cali got quakes, Mudslides, and Floods
Pesadillas(=nightmares) Crips and Bloods
Hustlas, Pimps, Shot Callers, and Killas
O.G., Macks, and the big Coca Dealers
We got homeboys who just like kicking it
And Vato's like me who grab the mic and start splitting it
(merciless) "You're in for a phat treat trip into a phat beat"
So get closer to the funk and slip into the backseat.
They tried to ban me cause a brothas making noise a lot
I tear their asses about to foil the plot
They got me trapped, now I'm strapped getting harder
Running from the cops as I try to cock my gloc
The war won't stop, that's why they want to ban the music
Gather and notice how the cops can't stand the music
See a black man cooling with a mexican
We can all have peace on the set's again
Give a shout out to my homies in the pen.
They try to keep us down but we pound
Every time we hit the Top 10
Once again is your friend out of Oakland
Hoping to keep your hip hop clubs open
Now we can fight and let them close them
Or we could have peace at shows so we contol them
Now ain't nobody getting paid, It's a damb shame
Why gangbang brothas in the same gate
Say security is the plan cause they letting it off
Brothas come to have fun, but they setting it off
One-Time make it worse when they sweat us
Send a Army of pigs to come get us
So I'm running out of time
And it's cool down with the aztecs
And it's Salsa con Soulfood.
文本歌词
Slipping Into Darkness - Funky Aztecs(feat. 2Pac)(yeah, yeah the F. A's coming str8From the wild wild west)
Look at baby girl born in 19-7-deucePop's on his fix, Mom's stuck on that crazy juiceWent to school, It's all cool but in Junior HiiighLittle hooker in the bathroom getting hiiighWhat she doing and what she smoking, nobody knowsIs she addicted or just slipping into melboseA bad a** broad running with the girl gangJust got some tat's, Talking all that girl slang.First one to slap, because La vida don't matterWip out a cuete watch your brains get splatteredSelling them doves, hanging with thugs and all thatBeating up fools with a baseball batStarted having sex at only 15Imagine O.G. wears his clothes all crisp and cleanGot pregnant had a baby in DecemberShe won't see the daddy till next SeptemberMom's and Pop's gave her the bootKicked her out La Casa, Now what RazaWith the money she got, She bought a spot of the blockStarted paying the rent by slangin' phat a** coca rocksNow she's 23 her four kids all alone, and loc'ed outAnd plus she's all smoked out, the base faceYou could see it in her eyes, it could also tell the tearsOf a life long cries.They was headed for self destructionConjunction Junction, (hey Yo! ) what's your Function? Her own kids gotta healp, "cause they knew she was slippin'Took the devil away homegiiirl, You was Slippin'.
(Slippin' into Darkness Sample from War)Slipping into DarknessWhen you slip you trip and fallSlipping into DarknessAin't no sense to give ya'll no love at all
They say we're slipping, as a whole one raceSo, what we gonna choose, Don't want the bluesI turn to the news and what do I see(merciless)"Everybody in the world ready to D. I. E."We got blacks against blacks, browns against brownsWhites against whites, from governments to undergroundsSo, Peep the sound as it bumps through your stereoEar to your brain now check out the scenerioCali got quakes, Mudslides, and FloodsPesadillas(=nightmares) Crips and BloodsHustlas, Pimps, Shot Callers, and KillasO.G., Macks, and the big Coca DealersWe got homeboys who just like kicking itAnd Vato's like me who grab the mic and start splitting it(merciless) "You're in for a phat treat trip into a phat beat"So get closer to the funk and slip into the backseat.They tried to ban me cause a brothas making noise a lotI tear their asses about to foil the plotThey got me trapped, now I'm strapped getting harderRunning from the cops as I try to cock my glocThe war won't stop, that's why they want to ban the musicGather and notice how the cops can't stand the musicSee a black man cooling with a mexicanWe can all have peace on the set's againGive a shout out to my homies in the pen.They try to keep us down but we poundEvery time we hit the Top 10Once again is your friend out of OaklandHoping to keep your hip hop clubs openNow we can fight and let them close themOr we could have peace at shows so we contol themNow ain't nobody getting paid, It's a damb shameWhy gangbang brothas in the same gateSay security is the plan cause they letting it offBrothas come to have fun, but they setting it offOne-Time make it worse when they sweat usSend a Army of pigs to come get usSo I'm running out of timeAnd it's cool down with the aztecsAnd it's Salsa con Soulfood.
Look at baby girl born in 19-7-deucePop's on his fix, Mom's stuck on that crazy juiceWent to school, It's all cool but in Junior HiiighLittle hooker in the bathroom getting hiiighWhat she doing and what she smoking, nobody knowsIs she addicted or just slipping into melboseA bad a** broad running with the girl gangJust got some tat's, Talking all that girl slang.First one to slap, because La vida don't matterWip out a cuete watch your brains get splatteredSelling them doves, hanging with thugs and all thatBeating up fools with a baseball batStarted having sex at only 15Imagine O.G. wears his clothes all crisp and cleanGot pregnant had a baby in DecemberShe won't see the daddy till next SeptemberMom's and Pop's gave her the bootKicked her out La Casa, Now what RazaWith the money she got, She bought a spot of the blockStarted paying the rent by slangin' phat a** coca rocksNow she's 23 her four kids all alone, and loc'ed outAnd plus she's all smoked out, the base faceYou could see it in her eyes, it could also tell the tearsOf a life long cries.They was headed for self destructionConjunction Junction, (hey Yo! ) what's your Function? Her own kids gotta healp, "cause they knew she was slippin'Took the devil away homegiiirl, You was Slippin'.
(Slippin' into Darkness Sample from War)Slipping into DarknessWhen you slip you trip and fallSlipping into DarknessAin't no sense to give ya'll no love at all
They say we're slipping, as a whole one raceSo, what we gonna choose, Don't want the bluesI turn to the news and what do I see(merciless)"Everybody in the world ready to D. I. E."We got blacks against blacks, browns against brownsWhites against whites, from governments to undergroundsSo, Peep the sound as it bumps through your stereoEar to your brain now check out the scenerioCali got quakes, Mudslides, and FloodsPesadillas(=nightmares) Crips and BloodsHustlas, Pimps, Shot Callers, and KillasO.G., Macks, and the big Coca DealersWe got homeboys who just like kicking itAnd Vato's like me who grab the mic and start splitting it(merciless) "You're in for a phat treat trip into a phat beat"So get closer to the funk and slip into the backseat.They tried to ban me cause a brothas making noise a lotI tear their asses about to foil the plotThey got me trapped, now I'm strapped getting harderRunning from the cops as I try to cock my glocThe war won't stop, that's why they want to ban the musicGather and notice how the cops can't stand the musicSee a black man cooling with a mexicanWe can all have peace on the set's againGive a shout out to my homies in the pen.They try to keep us down but we poundEvery time we hit the Top 10Once again is your friend out of OaklandHoping to keep your hip hop clubs openNow we can fight and let them close themOr we could have peace at shows so we contol themNow ain't nobody getting paid, It's a damb shameWhy gangbang brothas in the same gateSay security is the plan cause they letting it offBrothas come to have fun, but they setting it offOne-Time make it worse when they sweat usSend a Army of pigs to come get usSo I'm running out of timeAnd it's cool down with the aztecsAnd it's Salsa con Soulfood.
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