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Slipping
album cover
Slipping was released on April 8, 2015 by Bust A Gut as a part of the album Empty Threats
April 8, 2015
LabelBust A Gut
LanguageEnglish
BPM90
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

(They don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, yeah I keep tryna tell ‘em
You’ll never catch me (they don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, listen, you’ll never catch me slipping
(They don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, yeah I keep tryna tell ‘em
You’ll never catch me (they don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, listen, you’ll never catch me slipping
I start running for the bus that was coming
If I miss it then I’m like “that ain’t why I was running”
I was running for something else, gangsta stuff
That you wouldn’t understand, you’re not man enough
Bang my head hard on the train when it stops
But to all the other passengers I’m like “What?”
I meant to do that, in fact I can do it again, bang, bang
See, I don’t feel pain
There ain’t a time of day when I ain’t gangsta
Even if you do me a favour I won’t thank ya
Bruv I don’t do manners, I’m a bad man
Whatcha mean you saw me with a granny tryna grab hands?
Of course I wasn’t helping her across the road
She was a human shield in case my cover got exposed
Sherbet Dip-Dab? Bruv that was cocaine
No it’s not a girl’s bike, it’s just got a low frame
And no it ain’t hot pink, it’s light red
Bruv, don’t make me go BANG, with my head
I ain’t into soft stuff
How many times, they were suede Nike hi-tops, not Uggs
What? You think I give a shit about my dog dying?
Police pepper-sprayed me, I wasn’t crying
I’m a straight-up G with no emotion
Mate that wasn’t me you saw paddling in the ocean
I hit birds and drugs and murder thugs
I’m ice-cold yo, I ain’t even heard of love
Nah, she weren’t the girl of my dreams, she’s a slag
I was down on one knee to head-butt her in the vag!
(They don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, yeah I keep tryna tell ‘em
You’ll never catch me (they don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, listen, you’ll never catch me slipping
(They don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, yeah I keep tryna tell ‘em
You’ll never catch me (they don’t know)
But I keep tryna tell ‘em, listen, you’ll never catch me slipping
Written by: Ben Bailey Smith
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