Knockin' ft. Stress The White Boy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2004
Lyrics
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is knockin
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest nigga
Damn that shit is knockin
I tear this muthafucka down when I emcee
King Kong ain't got shit on me
Lyrical gorilla, get familiar with my rhymin ways
I'm always open for business even on holidays
You hear this beat, it's like a satanic tune
Niggas run and hide and lock they panic room
You can't rearrange the standards that I'm setting
That's like a whore tryna wear white at a wedding
You're wack step back I'm spittin crazy phlegm
Gimme six feet like we at a ATM
Better yet a urinal respect my space
Crowds part like the Red Sea, Effect's in the place
I grab mics, niggas hit they wife with a right cross
So hype they go to work and tell they boss to fuck off
Then go out to the parking lot and bang my shit
Side Effect, Skilladel Rep, sang that shit, it's like this
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is knockin
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest nigga
Damn that shit is knockin
Surpassing you clowns, by leaps and bounds
It's my turn, I'm like Mr. Burns, release the hounds
Excellent, enter ill slang inventor
My clothes, color coordinated like a gang member
I increase the peace, I cordially release
flows beyond fat, their morbidly obese
Dr. Evil voice as I laugh at your spittins
Your style is softer than a basket full of kittens
Go head and freestyle I'll smash you with my writtens
Flow is ice cold break out your gloves and mittens
A gruesome twosome, creature double feature
On the mic when me and Stress unite, then we do some
Newsworthy shit like this that's off the Richter
You might see it go across the Time Square ticker
T. Dub niggas be like what's da deal Wood?
How he sound on the mic? Oh Side? He's real good!
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is knockin
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest nigga
Damn that shit is knockin
Yo, I'm not new to this man, please believe
Side Effect, Kool like Mohandas Dewese
I grab mics and niggas get whipped with the cord
You step to me you fuckin with the tip of the sword
The best, the sharpest artist, fuck the rest
I steal songs from the hardest even when I'm the guest
Appearance on the track, Terrence never slack
I'm Born to Mack gettin a lap dance in the back
Damn ya shits wack man it's hard to take
That's like seeing my old ass do the Harlem Shake
It's funny to see, it's all about money to me
Fat rhymes and fat beats that ain't nothin to me
That comes natural, that's no curve ball y'all
I murder all y'all with just a third of my raw
Material I got in stock it's nonstop
Underground, unadulterated raw Hip Hop
Can you feel it?
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is knockin
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest nigga
Damn that shit is knockin