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    "I Aint Slippin'"genre: Hip Hop
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    Emotional beat with a fast paced flow from -=STP=- Dedicated to Jose Espinal R.I.P.
    CD: REALIZM   Label: endless productions Inc.
    Credits: STRAGHT-P

    Story Behind the Song
    What was the motivation for the song?
    LIFE
    What do the lyrics mean?
    As many years go by in this life of mine, I can and will not slip in this game.
    Where was the song written? Moms Basement in Franklin, WI
    How long did it take to write it? A couple hours.
    How long to record? 1 day including beat creation.
    How many takes?
    Maybe 3

    Lyrics
    Im neva outta breath, I only bring death,
    to my foes who chose to feel pain in their chest,
    and Imma letcha know, i aint afraid of sh*t,
    pull ya gun and start bluffin,
    I'll be the one to start snuffin muthaf*ckaz,
    a hit of my sh*t is ferocious,
    I mix east and west coast sh*t and come up with dope hits,
    the b*tches like to sweat me for the enz,
    I sweat em for he skinz, pretend to give a f*ck when it begins,
    i sit back and smoke a fat "J",
    take a hellified hit and blow smoke rings away,
    im in it for the money, the b*tches and a crib,
    a McLaren on 20's and to laugh at the damage I did,
    cuz im the coldest muthaf*cka in pale skin, battles i win,
    committin' sins uppercuts to the chin,
    muthaf*cka i aint jokin',
    my knucles are broken from hittin b*tches like ya self I'll leave ya chokin',
    check it, I aint slippin, pain gets worse as i start trippin',
    you could cut my rhymes into lines and start sniffin',
    or throw my tape on a stove and make freebase,
    cuz i like to disgrace, erase and replace,
    yet this is just a portion, sick like abortion,
    hittin hard as f*ck and theres still no distortion,
    so let my bass just ride, and imma jump inside,
    and let my lyrics just glide,
    hip-hop is flowin' through my blood, thick like mud,
    and im chewin muthaf*ckaz up like milkduds.

    Halleluyah
    To the Heaven above
    check it i aint slippin
    P-Dog wit a gift from heaven

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