I've been through mad different phases like mazes,
to find my way
And now I know that happy
days are not far away
If I'm strong enough I'll live long
enough to see my kids
Doin' somethin' more constructive
with their time than bids
I know because I been there
Now I'm in there,
sit back and look at what it took for me to get there
First came the bullshit
the drama with my Mama
She got on some fly shit, so I split
And said that I'ma be that seed that
doesn't need much to succeed
Strapped with mad greed and a heart
that doesn't bleed
I'm ready for the world or
at least I thought I was
Baggin' niggas when I caught a buzz
for thinkin about how short I was
Goin' too fast, it wouldn't last but yo,
I couldn't tell
Group homes and institutions
prepared my ass for jail
They put me in a situation,
forcin' me to be a man
When I was just learning to stand
without a helpin' hand
Damn, was it my fault?
Something I did?
To make a father leave his first kid,
at seven doin my first bid
Back on the scene at fourteen
with a scheme
To get more cream than I'd
ever seen in a dream
And by all means I will
be livin' high off the hog
And I never gave a fuck
about much but my dog
That's the only muthafucka I'd
hit off with my last
Just another little nigga
headed nowhere fast
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
That ain't the half,
shit get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder
Chip on my shoulder that I
dared a nigga to touch
Didn't need a clique 'cause
I scared a nigga that much
One deep with the pit,
startin' shit for kicks
Catchin' vics, throwin' bricks,
gettin' by bein' slick
Used to get high just to get by
Used to have to puff my L in the
morning before I get fly
Ate somethin',
a couple of forties made me hate something
I did some coke now I'm ready
to take something
Three years later showing
signs of stress
Didn't keep my hair cut or give
a fuck how I dressed
I'm pos sessed by the darker side,
livin' the cruddy life
Shit like this kept a nigga
with a bloody knife
Wanna make records but
I'm fuckin' it up
I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I
can tear shit up
Wasn't long before I hit rock bottom
Niggas talkin' shit, was like "Damn,
look how that rock got him"
Open like a window, no more indo
Look at a video,
say to myself "that could've been yo
Ass on the TV",
believe me, it could be done
Somethin' gots to give,
gots to change 'cause now I got a son
I gots to do the right thing for shorty
And that means no more gettin' high,
drinkin' 40s
So I get back lookin' type slick again
Fake niggas jump back on my dick again
Nothin' but love for those
that know how it feel
And much respect to all
my niggas that kept it real
Kept a nigga strong,
kept a nigga from doin' wrong
Niggas know who they is and this
is yo fuckin' song
And to my boo who stuck
with a nigga through
All the bullshit,
you'll get yours because it's due
Ay yo I'm slippin',
I'm fallin', I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I can't get up
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin',
I gots to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit
up
Dmx 
