Shyheim - Pa** 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] Pa** it off I wanna flip [Shy] I got the loaded clip [All] Pa** it off and move it back [DLR] I'm reachin in my napsack [All] Pa** it off I wanna flip [Rub] Let me show you how [All] Pa** 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**h}, cold drop a dime I cut that {a**} 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 s**a I Die Hard too, yipee-cahier motha{f**a} [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 Hell enducer Be too slick 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] Pa** it off I wanna flip [DLR] I got the loaded clip [All] Pa** it off and move it back [Pop] I'm reachin in my napsack [All] Pa** it off I wanna flip [Shy] Let me show you how [All] Pa** it off (*echoes*) [Pop Da Brown Hornet] 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 bu*t 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 bu*t 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**} 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 co*k back ready for combat, pa** 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 Nobra lost weight Prepare for gladiation, I'ma slam the nation It doesn't matter if you're Japanese or Jamaican [All] Pa** it off I wanna flip [Shy] I got the loaded clip [All] Pa** it off and move it back [DLR] I'm reachin in my napsack [All] Pa** it off I wanna flip [Rub] Let me show you how [All] Pa** it off (*echoes*) [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**} you out of service like some bugged out Jamaican [All] Pa** it off I wanna flip [DLR] I got the loaded clip [All] Pa** it off and move it back [Pop] I'm reachin in my napsack [All] Pa** it off I wanna flip [Shy] Let me show you how [All] Pa** it off (*echoes*)