Slippery Slope
Blockhead Lyrics


We have lyrics for 'Slippery Slope' by these artists:


Auto B. Good Niggas ain't ready Shoutout Uncle Bean man Slippery slope Le…
Ghost Georgie I've been sinking slow-mo For a long time now Hoping I could…
Teddy Thompson I've been on this road alone so long, Traveling down…
The Dø walk walk walk me home let me live my life on…


We have lyrics for these tracks by Blockhead:


Attack the Doctor Never leaves a gap unfilled Always pays on time, always fits…
Bring It On This garden that I built for you That you sit in…
Coloring Book Oh boy, this will be fun. I'm going to pretend to…
Farewell Spaceman Yesterday I heard my lover sigh Goodbye, oh me oh my! Yester…
Four Walls Gamjeongiran kkocceun jjalpeun sungan pieonaneun geol Tikkeu…
Hello Popartz Whaaaa! Whaaaa! We lost the game because of Blockhead Whaaaa…
It You think it's cool to make me wait with baited…
Panic in Funkytown Do your FunkyTime! Do your FunkyTime! Do your FunkyTime! Do …
Pumpkin Seeds Outside isn't what it seem It seem like nothing up the…
Roll Out The Red Carpet Goodnight Steven, see you tomorrow Yes, but where? Washingto…
The Music Scene The music scene has got me down 'Cause I don't want…
The Strain on the bank of the river stood running bear, young indian…
This Is How The Story Goes And this is (*repeated*) (And this is how the story goes) …
Trailer Love If you ever change your mind about leaving, leaving me…
Triptych Part 3 Why don't you get back into bed Why don't you get…
You Fuck you, I wanna kill myself Have a drug overdose to…



You've Got Maelstrom [sampled audio] Some nights it just gets worse than others.…


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LEGIN

Watching the world through a pair of broken eyeglasses
I hope that what I see is only make-believe
Watching the world through a pair of broken eyeglasses

[Verse 1: Billy Woods]
I watch the cats watch the mice
Hit the weed 'til both legs fell asleep
I'm not really there, fuck you gon' tell me?
High and out of it, admittedly its own form of cowardice
But yo, at six afro pick with the black power fist
Corduroys and a turtleneck, I could've took your (unnecessary)
Thirteen with the Malcom X hat, come on, man
I invented bein' black, my skin was matte
Carte blanche, I skipped the daps
To-do list pristine, once your name on the list, the light's green
Peeled out the impounded Christine
I remember when whites used to come to the hood
Ask random black strangers for drugs
Shrug, wistful look in the eye, blinkin' hard
Like those was the days, blood
Outside agitator, I get your natives worked up
Women shimmin' out they burqas turnt up
Sons turnt gay, dad like what the fuck?
I don't want trouble mister, I'm just tryna turn a buck
And it's sundown out by sun up
This why I pack light, bag of tricks tied up tight
Bindle on a stick, flophouse flea bit
Still sleepin', daytime's for twits
While I was getting jumped, kept track of who got which licks

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]
Stop, stop hittin' him
That's mean
Yeah
I was supposed to stop drinkin' this month
Ain't seen a break since Tiger's last fist pump
My clothes is feelin' tight like a kid's bunk
Bed, I'ma dress like Alfred and the Chipmunks
A long ass gown and red snapback
I'm lookin' all abstract and half Bohemian
The divine geometry of an afro's median
And other shit I retrofit meanings for later
This hat for instance I found in a meteor crater
I was teachin' my kid how Ben Franklin made kites fly
Saw a bright white light appear in the night sky
My son's gonna feel free to be as weird as a white guy
But probably won't have the wealth to farm cucumbers
But probably by that time you can farm through Tumblr
Like, on the website you could, like grow shit right there

[Verse 3: Breezly Brewin]
Listen
I'm so ebbed into stylin' that's wilder than cold lampin'
While it's Flava Flav ain't behave like no trampin'
Holdin' hate talkin' Golden State ain't no champin' (Trash)
Hood people talkin' good we gon' go campin' (I'm good)
All the unseen and in my case [?] sun gleamin'
Vex spinnin' the ex intended for puns meanin'
Phonics on some black as Onyx word to Sonny Seeza
Lookin' down the barrel of life like gun' cleanin'
On some ready to shoot jack, I'm through the night
Booky and dodgin' heavy pursuit crack a move gets tight [?]
Order stop, call the cops when they lack reason
And other than when a brother offends for black breathin'
As I hope for better options, but stay with my Listerine
And keep it Otis Redding, Dock of the Bay type whistle cleanin'
It could make you wanna kill a man
If I'm real bein' shit's demeanin'
Ya think you know what I'm meanin'?



All comments from YouTube:

Drinzen

Blockhead is criminally underrated, loved his music for years

_OnceIhadDreams

100%! I once said I want "blockhead - pity party" to be played at my funeral <3

Olivier Feuillebois

true my G

M.E.S.S Productions

"I watch the cats watch the mice" billy woods have just need one line for give goosebumps. Damn !

Bazooka Tooth

This production is so fucking amazing.

The whole track has such a chill vibe to it.

The Mix Curator

Blockhead's first two album (Music by Cavelight & Downtown Science) are well worth a look. As is his production for Aesop Rock from albums Appleseed, Float and especially Labor Days plus None Shall Pass are phenomenal - tracks Daylight, Save yourself, The yes and the ya'll , None shall pass, Getaway Car & 9-5ers Anthem are worth a listen to.

J V

I've never heard of Blockhead til I started noticing Open Mike Eagle. This song is straight fire yoo!

Tarsier

its nice

Strabo

I can't stop coming back to this. Blockhead crafted among the greatest beats I've ever heard; it's more than a beat, a soundscape. Plus Billy Woods, Open Mike and Brewin are on it.. this song is one of the greats.

James Latin

"Son's turned gay; dad like what the FUCK!" — Woods is the master of those gritty, ambivalent, and darkly humorous images. Love it.

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