[Intro]
Fast Break please report to the principal's office
Fast Break please report to the principal's office
Fast Break please report to the principal's office
Right fucking now!
[Verse 1: Pat Money)
Once upon a time, we was only thirteen
Thinking back before the cups, before the green it all started
When the dogs was just pups, man, and it was all a dream
Well, we still out here, them little dudes who never parted
So, cop a sippy cup, and some caribou
Homie, what are you fit to do? Kick it out back with the grip
And the normal crew, Sippin' on the cool brew
Talking smack about the future, bowl shit that we are fit to do
Thinking back to the snack packs, dinosaur backpacks
The Rat Pack was always winning, even back in the beginning
Said we gonna to get it, so we hit it with the truck stick
Fuck shit up and move fast, them young bucks duck quick
Yup! It was all fun
Talking about the Halo 3, Super Saiyan 2 and Obi-Wan
Growing up, only showing up, blow enough of the green
'93 Dream Team, them fucking kids was make believe
[Hook: Pat Money & Jam Jeffery]
Pass that shit again, pass it to the past
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Hold that shit all in, hold it make it last
Hold it and then roach it, light it up, bring it back
Pass that shit again (again), pass it to the past
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Hold that shit all in, hold it make it last
Pass it to the 'lil man, pass it to the past
[Verse 2: Jam Jeffery]
So, I take it take it, and I toke to the hooligans
Coolin' coolin', dreaming all the time, right through the lense
When they say "Who the kids," you know you be them
Bit bigger now, with the cape, but we still pretend
That we still the friends, foolin' foolin' fuck the rules again
Got to choose a school, choose to lose them, but I can't
Cause beginning to the end, when the credits roll and fade
We'll be rolling up a J, holding up on growing up like they say
Like the days, coming up in Pallet, Pella Town
Throwing throwing down, with the bat from the Earthbound
Rolling rolling round, shittin' on them - Melee
Rolling rolling now, trippin' in our heyday
But lately we still play, like Thursdays at thirteen
Nothing more than third string, something like a sure thing
Getting blown, (Blowing trees), living how we dreamed
Killing it on stage and then chilling with the team
[Hook: Pat Money & Jam Jeffery]
Pass that shit again, pass it to the past
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Hold that shit all in, hold it make it last
Hold it and then roach it, light it up, bring it back
Pass that shit again (again), pass it to the past
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Hold that shit all in, hold it make it last
Pass it to the 'lil man, pass it to the past
[Outro: Jam Jeffery]
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Pass it to the 'lil man, pass it to the past
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Pass it to the past, pass it to the past
Pass it to the 'lil man, with the cape in the back
Pass it to the 'lil man, pass it to the past
Pass it to the past, pass it to the past
