Слова:
Genius Pass The Bone

pass 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, kid, pass the bone Pass the bone

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

yo yo get your fuckin, yo this made of glass nig! Get your big Adidas off my moms table man! Get the fuck off it man. Yo just chill man, pass

sit back Xzibit: Your flow remind me of a nigga that I just don't feel Same style and delivery Might as well have his grill Pass the scaple, the alcohol

dark and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, he had been passing through

and going home I'm a show you all stupid ass motherfuckers (Coming soon, nigga) Dumb ass niggas The heir to the throne South nigga bred to the bone But

will still come out tomorrow and shine shine shine like gold mine Here comes the drunk monk, with a quart of Ballentine Pass the bone, kid pass the bone

why I'm restin' my bones I'm restin' my bones for the times I fell, fell and hit myself on the ground Restin' my bones for the loneliness, of being the only genius

Bare hands Bones crack Skin is slack Clickety clack Goodnight Mister nobody is back Behind the sofa Memories crawl Scribbling all the while On a contorted