Shyheim

(feat. GP Wu, K-Tez)
[Intro:]
Yeah!!
[Chorus:]
Pass it off I wanna flip (I got the loaded clip)
Pass it off and move back (Im reachin in my napsack)
Pass it off I wanna flip (Let me show you how)
Pass it off then buck for Staten Isle
[Rubbabandz]
My style is mad funky, gots to show the funk
Dont need a girl who be traps like a ho
Which means Im baggin bitches, my rhymes is gettin fatter
I dropped a lyrical bomb, yall seem to scatter
You talk and chit chatter, it really dont matter
Im too cold to hold and badder than the Mad Hatter
Im a basketcase like the man with the chainsaw
Underground sounds that I rip from the core
The superfly, funktastic, never took a loss
Cause I chose to burn competition like a torch
Got a short fuse, when Im lit Im outta touch
I take off, blow up just like a heat-seeking scud
Missile for bob-around suckas like a pistol
You beat me in a battle? Ha ha, now thats a riddle
I like to keep my style pumpin on the regular
Im the man, takin calls like Im on a cellular
I pack the rhymes like a tourist packs the luggage
On one hand Im rough and on the other hand Im rugged
[Chorus]
[K-Tez]
Pass it off to the right so I can flip kid
Shorty wildstyle, not for that old ill shit
Wu-Tang slang Im puttin in your brain
You dont want it, they dont want it, niggaz dont want it
Dont flex boy because my shit is real
Im sendin chills through your body like my man Evander Holyfield (oooh)
Everyday is get rough out in my town
Thats Staple-town
Every other day a bodys found, yo
Got mad stacks, dont even move kid Im strapped
Tez got mad stacks inside his napsack
Heres a warning, I gets my meth and my forty and gets lifted
And fly in the sky like Mike Jordan
[Down Low Recka]
Now here we go, Im back for mo check the flow
Up from the Down Low as I wreck the show
Cause niggaz is borin, ohh you got me yawnin
You come and go easy like a Sunday mornin
Pass the method, I wanna get blunted
Thats how I knew Wu-Tang slang was what you wanted
So I brung it, pass the mic, watch me tongue it
Now you done it
Tried to flip then you fronted
[Chorus]
[Shyheim]
Well Im a bad little bastard how can you ask it
Many tried to flip and stick but got blasted
And dropkicked by a nigga thats mad sick and wicked
Got more skins than a click kid
A rebel that switch his level just like a devil
For those who rock heavy metal I bash you with a shovel
Cause me and my boys make noise up and down the block
I rocks and rocks get hot and blow up the spot
Cause my styles is buckwild and it shakes the ground
With a fat sound that funk like James Brown
I hope you listen cause I wasnt babblin no mission
A blank eye then run outta ammunition
On your ass real fast, no second thoughts you get blasted
So heed the words from the bad little bastard
[Chorus x2]
[ Pass It Off Lyrics ]