m runnin' in the rain Gonna run till my feet are raw Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble Slip over here and set me free Slip kid, slip kid, second
, I'm runnin' in the rain Gonna run till my feet are raw Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble Slip over here and set me free Slip kid, slip kid, second
'm runnin' in the rain Gonna run till my feet are raw Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble Slip over here and set me free Slip kid, slip kid, second
Übersetzung: Wer, der. Slip Kid.
I'm runnin' in the rain Gonna run till my feet are raw Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble Slip over here and set me free Slip kid, slip kid, second
break ya back, baby It's like that from the front to the back, baby [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] An original dicksmith, one of the three Fresh Kid Ice,
: [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] I remember back when, how the Kid got scarred Beggin' for pussy; bitches actin' hard I gots no play for the lack of papers
crazy Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big Now
dollar bill And it ain't on Macy's window sill And it ain't on no rich kid's road map And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house And it ain't made
to know Who else may have been you before I want a lover I don't have to love I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck Where is the kid with the chemicals
nothing that I want, nothin' that you need say. Just let me lie down a while and I'll be on my way. I was no more than a kid when you put me on the
a fifth of moonshine, chase it with some ketel one Spit nice with raps to rip mics, Carry my whole state on my shoulders until my discs slip twice I'll
your whole crew like Jerome Bettis The police dread us We're sick and elusive Who put massacres on the channel with news clip Don't you slip The tyrants
gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul Assassins Cypress Hill joint. Yo we want everybody out there to throw their hands up... ...so get it on kid! Verse
, the bitch still hates me One day she said, "Go rake leaves," I said, "Make me!" I'm proud to announce i was probably the first kid Who was kicked out
they noggin I sing a lil' lullaby, who gon' testify the way a gruesome murder been televised? Stupid! My name still ring in the streets though Eighty-six, used to slip
