Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let It Slide, artist - O.C.. Album song Word...Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.10.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wild Pitch
Song language: English
Let It Slide |
| >It’s like many knuckeheads who want to do the eye to eye contact |
| >Not knowing O.C. |
| is ready for combat |
| >I tried to ignore the son with the advacant attitude |
| >Stick in my face for gratitude, yeah |
| >Just the other night on the train |
| >Me my cousin Boo was on our way up to club Galaloo |
| >I kind of had a fight so we took our 25's and that |
| >We had juice with the bouncer on the inside |
| >Mad Jamaicans faking nigga fronting knowing they’re Americans |
| >We fronted us off from the embarrasing |
| >Some old poor face fellow try to star me in the eye and give a wammy |
| >He almost caught a grammy |
| >Just when I was about to reach for my glock |
| >And saw cousin Boo whispered to me yo! |
| >O O let it slide |
| >It ain’t worth smoking a minute worth of lead |
| >So to break the tension I |
| >Broke him in the head |
| >I let it slide, I let it slip on by |
| >Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye |
| >New day same shit occured in this time |
| >I was asked what I was looking at not knowing he was grassed |
| >This spark the beef and |
| >I was gonna finish it off but turns out |
| >This nigga was soft he got |
| >Afraid from the way about the stance glancing to my left and right |
| >Put a basket a man insight |
| >He’ll see the whole thing if I decide to do a buckwild move |
| >So what I turn it in shall I choose, ha! |
| >Fire my steel and take the chance |
| >Of being bagged and ship up north for a long long? |
| >I ain’t for it so I flash the cloud |
| >He saw the nickle plate |
| >Almost having a day to die |
| >I wonder why |
| >Chumps want to pick on I |
| >They be like setting it off |
| >And I be letting it slide |
| >I don’t know what they be seeing |
| >But one time in a conflict |
| >I flip, turn into an unstable human being |
| >I let it slide, I let it slip on by |
| >Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye |
| >When I’m flowing with my girl I feel it the most |
| >Beef coming so close like a champagne toast |
| >On the train, in the city, down the way |
| >Down her way, I take it upon myself and say niggas is gay |
| >What you trying to prove? |
| >Can’t move him out and with a stare |
| >But when a brother pull a trunk and sink it ain’t fair |
| >Two wrongs don’t make a right |
| >But the philosophy of a fight, fella |
| >Used to prolong you life, I |
| >Rolled like it was enemy |
| >Why would you pretend to be |
| >Some motherfucker men is to fight to kill Kenney, I |
| >Be rappin’son’s trying flamboyant and |
| >Put on a smurf 'cause you staring is annoying and |
| >No matter how much I try to avoid noise from feeling in with bad day |
| >Starring in my grill again |
| >Or try to hypnotize with the eye starring |
| >Retinified be tearsful, to your family lives a day |
| >No fronting because you couldn’t stop my glock so |
| >Time ran out 'cause you punch your own glock |
| >I let it slide, I let it slip on by |
| >Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye |