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shyheim - pass it off (d-side remix) lyrics

– clean version is the only version that appears on the 12″
bleeped out, unchanged words are in {}’s

[all] p-ss it off i wanna flip
[shy] i got the loaded clip
[all] p-ss it off and move it back
[dlr] i’m reachin in my napsack
[all] p-ss it off i wanna flip
[rub] let me show you how
[all] p-ss it off (-echoes-)

[shyheim]
you better look out kid cuz i’m the wu-tang’s smallest artist
when i come thru brothas be jettin like i’m narcotics
i’m the shorty that’ll bust but yet i hit the hardest
when i rose up on ya squad just show me where ya heart is
you’ll start to snitch like a {b-tch}, cold drop a dime
i cut that {-ss} short like a tree of alpine
but i’m not lumberjack, black and a matter of fact
i flip your stacks like two kilo’s of crack packs
i let off quick like a four-fifth automatic
who got static like spike lee? i gotta have it
and i’m the bomb like a black leather jacket
i keep it movin like i did on my first lp
i stay true to the grain of g.p
word to my motha i could never be a sucka
i die hard too, yipee-cahier motha{f-cka}

[down low recka]
now it’s the down low comin thru with the roughness
technique, brothas packin needles can’t bust this
teflon style that i master, my art
hit the chart, wait, combine with the track from the heart
i take shape and break, the best when they fake
maneuvers, are natural born when into these losers
ego bruiser, fly wiz chooser
marijuana user, valentine h-ll enducer
be too sl!ck and sly for the guy with the best try
brotha fake a move, ya gotta die
i got the loaded clip and i’m about to show ya how
we murder brothas style with the slang from the shaolin isle
now…

[all] p-ss it off i wanna flip
[dlr] i got the loaded clip
[all] p-ss it off and move it back
[pop] i’m reachin in my napsack
[all] p-ss it off i wanna flip
[shy] let me show you how
[all] p-ss it off (-echoes-)

[pop da brown h-rnet]
it’s about time to bust a cherry, or should i say a {nut}?
you can run if you want to, i’ll still catch you in your b-tt
my aim is on point like a racist cop
and i get down and dirty like a project mop
if you’re in between a crack i’ll find just where you’re at
expose you, beat ya b-tt like no one knows you
i have no sympathy for no mouse mc
once i snap you in my trap there ain’t no turnin back
i got you where i want you, that’s under my wing
you ain’t it, your wisdom treats me like a king
so please motha f’er with that premium choice {sh-t}
by the looks of things, i think that it’s best ya forfeit
a true experience should be taken for a scroll
i’m big time baby, ya gonna need a centerfold

[rubbabandz]
murder, all i see is gats in my mind
c-ck back ready for combat, p-ss the nine
i’m a mind blower, constructin boats like noah
so i could never drown in this rap thing
i keeps it real, like shaquille o’neal on the court
you better recognize or get played like a sport
my flow’s comin down, somethin terrible
down pat when i be on the train ridin r tracks
styles is phat, contact, the lyrical smoke got me open
infact, i think i’m ready to rock steady
i leave ya white like betty
froze you and plus you’re not quick like ever-ready
oh shhh that clown just took the bait
and lost more blood then n0bra lost weight
prepare for gladiation, i’ma slam the nation
it doesn’t matter if you’re j-panese or jamaican

[shyheim]
yo, the rhymes that i be kickin be the bomb baby
i be the bomb on this swarm, that’s a fact i got it goin on
what’s that a doubt? i’m never on a lyrical drought
my mind out concentrated, so i let my long thesis out
and represent to the fullest, i don’t be fakin
i {sh-t} you out of service like some bugged out jamaican

- shyheim lyrics

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