| Man, you got cats that you know do a lil of this
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| Got cats that do that, but this is how we do it
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| Side Effect, Stress, Snowgoons, let’s go, yo
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| (Chorus) Side Effect
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| They all come and go, I seen it all befo
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| They tell you what they heard, I’ll tell you what I know
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| Just from my swagga, you can tell I ain’t no phony rapper
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| Watch me tear this bitch down--Knockatomi Plaza
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| They all come and go, I seen it all befo
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| The difference is they tell you what they heard, I’ll tell you what I know
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| Just from my swagga, you can tell I ain’t no phony rapper
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| Side Effect and Snowgoons, Knockatomi Plaza
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| Yeah, I smoked a lil bit back when I was jobless
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| Popped in a listerine strip and passed the swab test
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| Pitiful, hypocritical, some say
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| Strip club on Saturday night, Church on Sunday
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| Philly murder rate is off the hook, its so nuts
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| Youngbuls poppin' cops up in the Dunkin' Donuts
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| I used to go in there and not expect to see blood
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| Meagan use to work in there she hooked me with free grub
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| In my alley I hear people bust their gat off
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| My street is littered with trash and Lotto scratch-off's
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| No winners, all losers
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| I’m even playin', prayin', for the day that I can go and call up the movers
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| Yo, my cousin got caught, hustlin' by the FEDS
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| It’s a different 'tween quittin' and quittin' while you ahead
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| New Jacks tryin' to do the same things
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| Nino done Philly the City of Gangstaz
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| Just wait till the Casino’s come
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| (Chorus) Side Effect
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| Yo, I’m from Philly, the City that’s so gritty and raw
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| Where before we say our name we always say the word bol
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| This the bol Side Effect, sharp as a knife always stickin' out
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| With over 30 years of real life shit to spit about
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| Whole truth and nothin' but the truth, you can’t deny me
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| Even if you neva met me you would still recognize me
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| Cuz I’m so real, emotional rap that you can feel
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| I hug the mic the same way B.B. King hugged Lucille
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| Bare wit me, I’ma work in progress
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| None the less I got my knee up ya neck and I won’t let up the pressure
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| Cuz soon you gon' realize, you need me, no avoidin'
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| Cuz the cure for the snake bite is made from the poison
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| Spit venom over tight loops and terrorize it
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| That’ll make you turn ya mic booth into a prayer closet
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| Realize I’ma marketing genius wit this rap shit
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| I sell the same products I just know how to re-package it
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| (Chorus) Side Effect
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| Ayo my name rang Liberty bells in every hood
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| From Philly I write street literature like Teri Woods
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| This is Terrence Wood, no relation
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| Watch the company I keep cuz of association
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| Brings on participation
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| Rhymes I spit receive full paid scholarships
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| To the most prestigious Black Universities
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| Majoring in Mic Circuitry and Emcee Surgery
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| Heard of me being taken out verbally that’s absurdity
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| Seth Brundle flow, always on that fly shit
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| Me and mics we like dogs and fire hydrants
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| Attractions un-avoidable; |
| it’s definitely a sight to see
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| I’ve met a lot of mean rappers none of them is nice as me
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| I will sign you, neva release you
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| Bind you to a contract, make you regret you eva tried to…
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| Rhyme in the first place, you bore us
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| Your wack ass verses are just devices used to space out your chorus
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| (Chorus) Side Effect |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knockatmi Plaza , by - Snowgoons. Song from the album The Snowgoons Instrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп