Snowgoons - Knockatomi Plaza lyrics

rate me

Man, you got cats that you know do a lil of this

Got cats that do that, but this is how we do it

Side Effect, Stress, Snowgoons, let's go, yo

They all come and go, I seen it all befo

They tell you what they heard, I'll tell you what I know

Just from my swagga, you can tell I ain't no phony rapper

Watch me tear this bitch down-Knockatomi Plaza

They all come and go, I seen it all befo

The difference is they tell you what they heard, I'll tell you what I know

Just from my swagga, you can tell I ain't no phony rapper

Side Effect and Snowgoons, Knockatomi Plaza

Yeah, I smoked a lil bit back when I was jobless

Popped in a listerine strip and passed the swab test

Pitiful, hypocritical, some say

Strip club on Saturday night, Church on Sunday

Philly murder rate is off the hook, it's so nuts

Youngbuls poppin' cops up in the Dunking Donuts

I used to go in there and not expect to see blood

Meagan use to work in there she hooked me with free grub

In my alley I hear people bust their gat off

My street is littered with trash and Lotto scratch-off's

No winners, all losers

I'm even playin', prayin', for the day that I can go and call up the movers

Yo, my cousin got caught, hustlin' by the FEDS

It's a different 'tween quittin' and quittin' while you ahead

New Jacks tryin' to do the same things

Nino done Philly the City of Gangstaz

Just wait till the Casino's come

Yo, I'm from Philly, the City that's so gritty and raw

Where before we say our name we always say the word "bul"

This the bul Side Effect, sharp as a knife always stickin' out

With over 30 years of real life shit to spit about

Whole truth and nothin' but the truth, you can't deny me

Even if you neva met me you would still recognize me

Cause I'm so real, emotional rap that you can feel

I hug the mic the same way B.B. King hugged Lucille

Bare with me, I'm a work in progress

None the less I got my knee up ya neck and I won't let up the pressure

Cause soon you gon' realize, you need me, no avoidin'

Cause the cure for the snake bite is made from the poison

Spit venom over tight loops and terrorize it

That'll make you turn ya mic booth into a prayer closet

Realize I'm a marketing genius with this rap shit

I sell the same products I just know how to re-package it

Ayo my name rang Liberty bells in every hood

From Philly I write street literature like Teri Woods

This is Terrence Wood, no relation

Watch the company I keep cause of association

Brings on participation

Rhymes I spit receive full paid scholarships

To the most prestigious Black Universities

Majoring in Mic Circuitry and Emcee Surgery

Heard of me being taken out verbally that's absurdity

Seth Brundle flow, always on that fly shit

Me and mics we like dogs and fire hydrants

Attractions un-avoidable; it's definitely a sight to see

I've met a lot of mean rappers none of them is nice as me

I will sign you, neva release you

Bind you to a contract, make you regret you eva tried to...

Rhyme in the first place, you bore us

Your wack ass verses are just devices used to space out your chorus