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letra de don't get caught slippin - condition red

[verse 1]
was it that freak last week in the ‘ville
that got on my knees d-mn near in tears
early this morning with the drip so sad
maybe it’s my fault, i wanted to hit so bad
she was so fine and didn’t look like a fire
i went in blind and now i’m p-ssing barbed-wire
man oh man, why’d it have to be me
but better it’s gonorrhea than hiv
cause i can go to the clinic, get it cleared right up
with some bumble-bee pills and a shot in the b-tt
but the worst thing is i can’t slay for a week
so i gotta nudge my girl till i’m back on my feet
i guess i’ll tell her i’m doing a show somewhere in st. pete
until the tetracycline drops slow on this heat
it’s my own fault, that’s what i get for trickin’
next time i jimmy up and won’t get caught slippin’

[chorus]
(don’t get caught slippin’)
don’t get caught slippin’
(don’t get caught slippin’)
don’t get caught slippin’
(don’t get caught slippin’)
don’t get caught slippin’
(don’t get caught slippin’)

[verse 2]
i’m trying to school my homies on the things i’ve learned
cause the little monster with the one eye burned
but some of the fellas don’t seem concerned
until it’s too late to try to save that worm
from everything to the drips and a fate like death
hitting up the hot lips no regard to they health
not just with a sting but a thing mo’ tragic
[?] one night fling and you’re out like magic
cause in the 90’s it’s a gamble with s-x
that’s why my lifestyle, straight latex
and never would i use compet-tion brand-x
cause they don’t stretch to fit your neck when it flex
all i can do is p-ss the word to the brothers
the freaks and hoes and at the shows throw rubbers
and hope you think the next time you hit the covers
the life you save may not only be others
but your own, so when you bone use protection
or get caught slippin’ looking for affection, like i did

[chorus]

[verse 3]
my homie round the way likes skeezing no jimmy
i tried to tell him ’bout those freaky kinda women
but he never listened, bare back in the coochie
now he kinda sick from getting with the wrong hoochie
he used to be thick, around 217
because he liked to trick the doctor got him quarantined
last week he p-ssed the test and hiv positive
the virus doing the rest and hiv robbin’ him
i kinda feel for him but hate to say it to his face
cause all the fellas ignore him “oh well what a waste”
it ain’t my fault he didn’t heed the whole nation
to straddle the paddle, now he’s an aids outpatient
drawing close to almost certain doom
it’s been three years since they lowered the boom
on my old homie’s s-x-getting-life crippler
a word to the wise don’t get caught slippin’

[chorus]

- condition red

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