Pass The Bone

Gza

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    [sample]
    No stems no seeds that you don't need
    Acupulco Gold is *inhales* *deep voice* BAD ASS WEED

    [Intro: GZA, (RZA)]
    Yo this is the Gka-gka-Genius
    and I got the brotha Prince Rakeem on the side
    You know we got the sess bones in the house
    And yo God I'ma pass you the bone
    (Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
    Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
    Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
    Pass the bone, so I can rule the micraphone)

    [RZA]
    Rakeem is feelin lovely, word, a pocket full of dough
    A little drunk, reaction's mad slow
    Thinkin, should I go to the club scene
    And do what? And bag a rub-a-dub queen
    Another thing, beyond the CREAM, I wanted to get ripped
    Put my lips on a blunt tip
    It's been two weeks, since I last sparked it
    Went down to the club floors
    Five dollar fee, plus ID
    But a brother like me, gets his way in for free
    Word, took a bar seat
    Got a tall glass, of sex on the beach
    Turned to my left, saw this girl she was slammin, son
    Oooh, what ya do kid? I examined her
    Pushed up, I tried to bag her, for her name
    What happened? I didn't have the game
    Overwhelmed, by a scent in the air
    Could it be? Yes, yeah, a potent bag of sess there
    It was Raekwon and Loungin Lo
    They had a bone (you mean a blunt?) A palmetto
    I said pass the bone, pass the bone
    Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
    They passed it, took one pull I was blasted
    Felt kind of stimulated, fan-tastic
    We approached the weak cypher
    Did you surprise her? I tranquilized her
    Bagged her, for her name and address
    Slid to her rest, acheived mad success
    But did you bone her? Did I bone her?
    Did I bone her; you shoulda heard her moan

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    Pass the bone, pass the bone
    Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
    Pass the bone kid, pass the bone
    Yo Genius, flip the micraphone

    [GZA]
    Yo, pass the bone, kid pass the bone
    Pass the bone, kid pass the bone
    Pass the bone, kid pass the bone
    Pass the bone so I control the microphone

    Yo check it
    Outside a nightclub what? We shine some young bloods
    Drinkin forties right down to the suds
    Ready to flow inside and rip the mic phone
    Hmm, and all I needed was a sess bone
    And guess who come down the block stumbling drunk
    Ason, with two bags of skunk
    Pull out the blunt put the weed inside
    Roll it up tight, then the flame was applied
    Inhale, but not pertaining to cough
    Exhale, you know like two pulls and off
    Stimulated kind of toxie
    Seen a girl who was foxy, yo but she needed
    OxyWash, oh my gosh, yo not to disrespect
    But back to the subject
    The brothers rolled up on the scene that I had known
    Smelled the skunk and said "Yo pass the bone!"
    I said, "Lounge G" there's not enough to pass around
    So go get a bag from Uptown
    I gave a pound to the brothers who was sweatin me
    What about the Wisdoms? Yo they was stressin me
    "Hey Genius, Genius, when ya Come Do Me
    Step to me, you know screw me"
    Just another red bone, that I had bagged in the red zone
    And took home to get my head blown
    Forget about the weak cypher, so I slid to the back
    Leavin tracks of smoke stacks
    that originated from the sess crops
    Give me the mic and watch me get props

    Pass the bone, yo, kid pass the bone
    Pass the bone, kid pass the bone (6X)
    Pass the bone, so I control the microphone

    [scratched up over and over]
    *got that good Cheeba, cheeba*

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