Let It Slide Songtext / Lyric

> 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