Shyheim, Rubbabanz, K-Tez, Down Low Recka Pass It Off cover

Pass It Off
by , Rubbabanz, K-Tez & Down Low Recka

Apr 19, 1994

Pass It Off Lyrics

Song Meaning
Verse 1
Verse 0
Pass it off I want to flip (I got the loaded clip)
Pass it off and move back (I'm reachin in my napsack)
Pass it off I want to flip (Let me show you how)
Pass it off then buck for Staten Isle
Verse 2
My style is mad funky, gots to show the funk
Don't need a girl who be traps like a ho
Which means I'm baggin bitches, my rhymes is gettin fatter
I dropped a lyrical bomb, why'all seem to scatter
Verse 3
You talk and chit chatter, it really don't matter
I'm too cold to hold and badder than the Mad Hatter
I'm a basketcase like the man with the chainsaw
Underground sounds that I rip from the core
Verse 4
The superfly, funktastic, never took a loss
'Cause I chose to burn competition like a torch
Got a short fuse, when I'm lit I'm outta touch
I take off, blow up just like a heat-seeking scud
Verse 5
Missile for bob-around suckas like a pistol
You beat me in a battle? Ha ha, now that's a riddle
I like to keep my style pumpin on the regular
I'm the man, takin calls like I'm on a cellular
Verse 6
I pack the rhymes like a tourist packs the luggage
On one hand I'm rough and on the other hand I'm rugged
Verse 7
Verse 8
Pass it off to the right so I can flip kid
Shorty wildstyle, not for that old ill shit
Wu-Tang slang I'm puttin in your brain
You don't want it, they don't want it, niggaz don't want it
Verse 9
Don't flex boy because my shit is real
I'm sendin chills through your body like my man Evander Holyfield (oooh)
Everyday is get rough out in my town
That's Staple-town
Verse 10
Every other day a body's found, yo
Got mad stacks, don't even move kid I'm strapped
Tez got mad stacks inside his napsack
Here's a warning, I gets my meth and my forty and gets lifted
And fly in the sky like Mike Jordan
Verse 11
[Down Low Recka]
Now here we go, I'm 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
Verse 12
Pass the method, I want to get blunted
That's 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
Verse 13
Verse 14
Well I'm a bad little bastard how can you ask it
Many tried to flip and stick but got blasted
And dropkicked by a nigga that's mad sick and wicked
Got more skins than a click kid
Verse 15
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
Verse 16
'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 wasn't babblin no mission
A blank eye then run outta ammunition
Verse 17
On your ass real fast, no second thoughts you get blasted
So heed the words from the bad little bastard
Verse 18
[Chorus: x 2]

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