Grip Slip (Slip Trip Jungle Remix)

[Intro] Shades O'gradey live on the 10 o'clock, coming in off the top, yeah! We're at the scene, major network, tape still rolling. Looks like a murder case: the work got hit, evidence spread across the desk, and the first suspect is a busted grip. [Pre-Chorus] Hands on it, don't slip now Hold it down, hold it down Hold tight, don't let go now If it slips, spin it back around Grip stay steady, I won't set it down Slip, trip, slip, trip, keep my grip in my pocket [Chorus] Slid, tripped, still I keep it in my hand Keep it in my hand, keep it in my hand (got it!) Work keep slipping, but I plant my feet and stand Keep it in my pocket, keep it in my hand (never let go!) Hold, slip, trip it, spin it back around Grip stay steady, I won't set it down Slid, tripped, slid, tripped, keep it in my hand (Gr82nite!) [Verse] Shit, flipped, got ripped, every small fry with a tiny buy This you ought to know before we blow Now I'm walking over men deaded by the stairwell Head full of smoke, same rope, never say farewell Took a wrong turn twice, still I land on my feet Got grit from beneath, heat under the seat [Pre-Chorus] Hand on it, won't slip now Hold it down, hold it down Hold tight, don't let go now If it shakes, shake it back around Hands stay steady, I won't set it down Slip, trip, slip, trip, keep it in my hand [Chorus] Slid, tripped, still I keep my hand in my pocket Keep it in my pocket, keep it in my hand Work never slipping, I keep my feet and stand Keep it in my pocket, keep it in my hand Hold it, where's the hit? Spin it back around Hands stay steady, I won't set it down Slid, tripped, grip slipped, keep it in my hand (Gr82nite!) [Bridge] Mic check, one two, this ain't no drill, it's the truth Flow's a cannonball, straight through the roof No stoppin' this riddim, no breakin' the groove Every word's a uzi, watch how I spray, Quick wit, sharp tongue, never miss a beat From the back alley bungalow to the dusty street Spittin' fire, risin' higher, can't beat it This ain't just a song, it's a lyrical feat [Final Drop] Last clip, still the party stay lit Dummies in the holder, I don't ever quit Every time I miss, I come back with a hit Slip, trip, reset, then I slide right in Heavy on my palm, but I like that weight Been down this alley, know how the air taste If the broom goes quiet, I make it loud again Keep it close, keep moving, never let the doubt in Last clip, still the party stay lit Dummies in the holder, I don't ever quit Every time I hit, I come back with a hit Slip, trip, reset, then I slide right in Heavy on my palm, but I like that weight Been down this alley, know how the air taste If the broom goes quiet, I make it loud again Keep it close, keep moving, never let the doubt in [Outro] Shades O'gradey off the close, Gr82nite signing off, final word, final pass. File shut, mic down, the case goes cold tonight. One hand off the desk, one hand off the line, and the whole room goes dark when I step out. No cuffs, no chalk line, just silence on the tape and the story stops here. [End]