Slippin' Into Darkness (Explicit)
Snoop Dogg, 2Pac"Slippin' Into Darkness (Explicit)" is a song by Snoop Dogg, 2Pac, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:46 long and contains 73 lines and 626 words.
Lyrics
0:04Yeah ha ha yeah thats right
0:07The F A's comin striaght from the wild wild west
0:11Look at baby girl born in 19-7-deuce
0:13Pop's on his fix Mom's stuck on that crazy juice
0:16Went to school It's all cool but in Junior Hiiigh
0:19Little hooker in the bathroom getting hiiigh
0:22What she doing and what she smoking nobody knows
0:24Is she addicted or just slipping into melbose
0:27A bad a** broad running with the girl gang
0:29Just got some tat's Talking all that girl slang
0:32First one to slap because La vida don't matter
0:34Wip out a cuete watch your brains get splattered
0:37Selling them doves hanging with thugs and all that
0:40Beating up fools with a baseball bat
0:42Started having sex at only 15
0:45Imagine O G wears his clothes all crisp and clean
0:48Got pregnant had a baby in December
0:50She won't see the daddy till next September
0:53Mom's and Pop's gave her the boot
0:55Kicked her out La Casa Now what Raza
0:58With the money she got She bought a spot of the block
1:01Started paying the rent by slangin' phat a** coca rocks
1:04Now she's 23 her four kids all alone and loc'ed out
1:07And plus she's all smoked out the base face
1:10You could see it in her eyes it could also tell the tears
1:13Of a life long cries
1:14They was headed for self destruction
1:17Conjunction Junction,(hey Yo ) What's your Function
1:19Her own kids gotta healp “cause they knew she was slippin'
1:22Took the devil away homegiiirl You was Slippin'
1:26Slipping into Darkness
1:28When you slip you trip and fall
1:30Slipping into Darkness
1:33Ain't no sense to give ya'll no love at all
1:46They say we're slipping as a whole one race
1:48So what we gonna choose Don't want the blues
1:51I turn to the news and what do I see
1:53"Everybody in the world ready to D I E "
1:56We got blacks against blacks browns against browns
1:59Whites against whites from governments to undergrounds
2:01So Peep the sound as it bumps through your stereo
2:04Ear to your brain now check out the scenerio
2:07Cali got quakes Mudslides and Floods
2:09Pesadillas(nightmares)Crips and Bloods
2:12Hustlas Pimps Shot Callers and Killas
2:15O G Macks and the big Coca Dealers
2:17We got homeboys who just like kicking it
2:20And Vato's like me who grab the mic and start splitting it
2:23(merciless) "You're in for a phat treat trip into a phat beat"
2:26So get closer to the funk and slip into the backseat
2:49They wanna band me cause a brothas makin noise a lot
2:52Ill shoot they a** in a sec wit a poisin dart
2:54They got me runnin down the street gettin hotter
2:56Runnin from the cops as i try to clock my glock
2:59The war won't stop
3:00Thats why they wanna band the music
3:02You ever notice how the cops can't stand the music
3:05See a black man coolin wit a mexican
3:07We can all have peace the sun sets again
3:10They try to shove us in the pen
3:12But we clown and we frown every time we hit the top ten
3:15Once again its your friend outta oakland hopin
3:19To keep the hip hop clubs open
3:21Now we can lay back and let them close'm
3:23Or we can have beef and show that we control'em
3:27Now ain't nobody gettin paid its a damn shame
3:30Why gang bang brothas in the same gang
3:31They say securitys to blame cause they lettin it off
3:34Brothas come to have fun but they settin it off
3:36One time make it worse when they sweat us
3:39Send an army of pigs to come get us
3:41Now i'm runnin outta time and i'm cool down with the aztecs
3:46This is sorta like soul food
Yeah ha ha yeah thats right The F A's comin striaght from the wild wild west 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' 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 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 "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 wanna band me cause a brothas makin noise a lot Ill shoot they a** in a sec wit a poisin dart They got me runnin down the street gettin hotter Runnin from the cops as i try to clock my glock The war won't stop Thats why they wanna band the music You ever notice how the cops can't stand the music See a black man coolin wit a mexican We can all have peace the sun sets again They try to shove us in the pen But we clown and we frown every time we hit the top ten Once again its your friend outta oakland hopin To keep the hip hop clubs open Now we can lay back and let them close'm Or we can have beef and show that we control'em Now ain't nobody gettin paid its a damn shame Why gang bang brothas in the same gang They say securitys to blame cause they lettin it off Brothas come to have fun but they settin it off One time make it worse when they sweat us Send an army of pigs to come get us Now i'm runnin outta time and i'm cool down with the aztecs This is sorta like soul food
Translation
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