Yo, I'm like a lyrical cannibal devour what I see
Side's flow will wet you up just like the Shower Posse
It don't matter, acapella, with or without a beat
What I spit can get Christopher Reeves up out his seat
A rap master, lyrical multi-tasker
Micromanager, microphone damager
In '83 you coulda called me an amateur
But twenty years later my flavors off the banister
That mean off the hook in my book, you need to read it
I'm rhyme like this already without being weeded
But if I do puff puff the magic dragon
I 'd have y'all niggas crackin' the f*ck up laughin'
Cause I'm hilarious, rappin over various
Beats by Happ G, gritty grimy out the SP
That's the south side of Philly and the drum machine
I'm hungry for the money just like a numbers fiend
The buck that bought a bottle coulda struck the lotto
I know you know that line, Side's a hard act to follow
Bitches say Side he's a hard cat to swallow
M.O.B you know me, that's my motto
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Ayo my mind be as sick as Rob Zombie
Bangin' out a banger is where you can probably find me
Handling my business cause I'm all about the doe
I keep my prices high and my overhead low
I heard your wack shit man I heard it last Thursday
Made me wish they brought back the no rap workday
You don't have the pomposity
To take on this lyrical monstrosity known as S.I.D.E
I add pulp to your fiction no doubt
I'm like Jules when I go in there and chill them niggas out
Cause you can be wack, tight, or even
Black, White, or Puerto Rican
You want no beef like a vegan when I'm speaking
Please respect the seasoned vet
I get props on the street I don't need the internet
You just a little Scooter Computer, I'm tryna be Mr. Chips
Gettin' grip off of spittin' that shit
Cause can't another man in this vicinity get with me
Scram, your punk ass should live in anonymity
Timidly, in the cut niggas try dissin' me
Spit it G cause actually I love the publicity
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Let me wrap this up and take it home like leftovers
I eat fat beats wack niggas messed over
Side from II Scandalous will take out your big man on campus
Capture your mascot, you think yo ass hot?
I'll extinguish when I relinquish the illest English
Distinguished at graduation
Emcees look at me with admiration
Cause I bring it raw and pure with no saturation
Side Effect I be the boss and henchmen
Lyrical loss prevention
Tested, fully vested pension
With this rap shit I work the night shift
And lay it down like a spike strip
I know you like this
That bangin' ass hype shit
What's f*ckin' with this Happ G production
Everything I heard from Justin nothing less than disgustin'
I write down these freestyles when I'm in a zone
I got that hot shit like irritable bowel syndrome
Inhale this fresh air I breathe in a song
You can be Muslim, Jewish, or on your Jesus jawn
And last year I was amongst the nobodies
This year Side'll be one of the hottest commodities
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
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Yo, I'm like a lyrical cannibal devour what I see
Side's flow will wet you up just like the Shower Posse
It don't matter, acapella, with or without a beat
What I spit can get Christopher Reeves up out his seat
A rap master, lyrical multi-tasker
Micromanager, microphone damager
In '83 you coulda called me an amateur
But twenty years later my flavors off the banister
That mean off the hook in my book, you need to read it
I'm rhyme like this already without being weeded
But if I do puff puff the magic dragon
I 'd have y'all niggas crackin' the f*ck up laughin'
Cause I'm hilarious, rappin over various
Beats by Happ G, gritty grimy out the SP
That's the south side of Philly and the drum machine
I'm hungry for the money just like a numbers fiend
The buck that bought a bottle coulda struck the lotto
I know you know that line, Side's a hard act to follow
Bitches say Side he's a hard cat to swallow
M.O.B you know me, that's my motto
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Ayo my mind be as sick as Rob Zombie
Bangin' out a banger is where you can probably find me
Handling my business cause I'm all about the doe
I keep my prices high and my overhead low
I heard your wack shit man I heard it last Thursday
Made me wish they brought back the no rap workday
You don't have the pomposity
To take on this lyrical monstrosity known as S.I.D.E
I add pulp to your fiction no doubt
I'm like Jules when I go in there and chill them niggas out
Cause you can be wack, tight, or even
Black, White, or Puerto Rican
You want no beef like a vegan when I'm speaking
Please respect the seasoned vet
I get props on the street I don't need the internet
You just a little Scooter Computer, I'm tryna be Mr. Chips
Gettin' grip off of spittin' that shit
Cause can't another man in this vicinity get with me
Scram, your punk ass should live in anonymity
Timidly, in the cut niggas try dissin' me
Spit it G cause actually I love the publicity
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Let me wrap this up and take it home like leftovers
I eat fat beats wack niggas messed over
Side from II Scandalous will take out your big man on campus
Capture your mascot, you think yo ass hot?
I'll extinguish when I relinquish the illest English
Distinguished at graduation
Emcees look at me with admiration
Cause I bring it raw and pure with no saturation
Side Effect I be the boss and henchmen
Lyrical loss prevention
Tested, fully vested pension
With this rap shit I work the night shift
And lay it down like a spike strip
I know you like this
That bangin' ass hype shit
What's f*ckin' with this Happ G production
Everything I heard from Justin nothing less than disgustin'
I write down these freestyles when I'm in a zone
I got that hot shit like irritable bowel syndrome
Inhale this fresh air I breathe in a song
You can be Muslim, Jewish, or on your Jesus jawn
And last year I was amongst the nobodies
This year Side'll be one of the hottest commodities
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Side's flow will wet you up just like the Shower Posse
It don't matter, acapella, with or without a beat
What I spit can get Christopher Reeves up out his seat
A rap master, lyrical multi-tasker
Micromanager, microphone damager
In '83 you coulda called me an amateur
But twenty years later my flavors off the banister
That mean off the hook in my book, you need to read it
I'm rhyme like this already without being weeded
But if I do puff puff the magic dragon
I 'd have y'all niggas crackin' the f*ck up laughin'
Cause I'm hilarious, rappin over various
Beats by Happ G, gritty grimy out the SP
That's the south side of Philly and the drum machine
I'm hungry for the money just like a numbers fiend
The buck that bought a bottle coulda struck the lotto
I know you know that line, Side's a hard act to follow
Bitches say Side he's a hard cat to swallow
M.O.B you know me, that's my motto
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Ayo my mind be as sick as Rob Zombie
Bangin' out a banger is where you can probably find me
Handling my business cause I'm all about the doe
I keep my prices high and my overhead low
I heard your wack shit man I heard it last Thursday
Made me wish they brought back the no rap workday
You don't have the pomposity
To take on this lyrical monstrosity known as S.I.D.E
I add pulp to your fiction no doubt
I'm like Jules when I go in there and chill them niggas out
Cause you can be wack, tight, or even
Black, White, or Puerto Rican
You want no beef like a vegan when I'm speaking
Please respect the seasoned vet
I get props on the street I don't need the internet
You just a little Scooter Computer, I'm tryna be Mr. Chips
Gettin' grip off of spittin' that shit
Cause can't another man in this vicinity get with me
Scram, your punk ass should live in anonymity
Timidly, in the cut niggas try dissin' me
Spit it G cause actually I love the publicity
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Let me wrap this up and take it home like leftovers
I eat fat beats wack niggas messed over
Side from II Scandalous will take out your big man on campus
Capture your mascot, you think yo ass hot?
I'll extinguish when I relinquish the illest English
Distinguished at graduation
Emcees look at me with admiration
Cause I bring it raw and pure with no saturation
Side Effect I be the boss and henchmen
Lyrical loss prevention
Tested, fully vested pension
With this rap shit I work the night shift
And lay it down like a spike strip
I know you like this
That bangin' ass hype shit
What's f*ckin' with this Happ G production
Everything I heard from Justin nothing less than disgustin'
I write down these freestyles when I'm in a zone
I got that hot shit like irritable bowel syndrome
Inhale this fresh air I breathe in a song
You can be Muslim, Jewish, or on your Jesus jawn
And last year I was amongst the nobodies
This year Side'll be one of the hottest commodities
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
You talk allota shit but you ain't really saying nothin'
You claim you making moves but you ain't really doing nothin'
You say you doing this and that, but you ain't spittin' jack
That's as nice as Side on this mic device
Why you frontin'?
Writer: Terrence Wood
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