Slippin’

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[Chorus: Koopsta Knicca] Every time I see you slippin', slippin', MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 Ev-Every time I see you slippin', slippin', MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 Every time I see you slippin', slippin', MA-A-A-A-A-AC-10 Vi-Victims of my Devil's, Devil's Playground, MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 MAC— [Verse: Koopsta Knicca & Lord Infamous] Damn, I'm about to bust a cap up in these trizzicks chests I'm thinkin' deadly, and I'm scopin' with that infrared Kickin' with the hardest clique, nigga, bodies rottin' up in them ditches Mane, what's a bone when my tone hits like a ton of brizzicks? Koops not concerned, I let you burn, and burn, and burn Everything in the prophecy has been demonically read So I learned Deep in the morgue lies corpses in their quarters They wanna face in a line of order Can you place this shit? When you called upon the Red Man You brought Satan up in this bitch [?] sittin' like thinkin' Though, inside of my dreams, I hear little kids screamin' Poor preachers are waitin' for hangin's Which got me like bored in the psycho ward daily The 6-6-6 mystery man, it's takin' me straight to insanity Could it be a dimension of witches that bring out the forces to issue more tragedies? The seas of cries will soon be turnin' your fuckin' life over Left the priest and island bleeding on a four leaf clover Then I equip enough of these slugs Got the skull on my wall as I grab the big mug To drink up a pint of this blood [Chorus: Koopsta Knicca] Every time I see you slippin', slippin', MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 Ev-Every time I see you slippin', slippin', MAC-10, MAC-10, MAC-10 Every time I see you slippin', slippin', MA-A-A-A-A-AC-10 Vi-Victims of my Devil's, Devil's Playground, Playground, Playground, Playground
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- Koopsta Knicca