Great - Terrence Wood: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Great

Hip-Hop/Rap

Great was released on January 1, 2004 by Krush Unit Inc as a part of the album Rocking Chair Theory

Song Details

AlbumRocking Chair Theory

Release DateJanuary 1, 2004

LabelKrush Unit Inc

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM93

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LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Terrence Wood and Stress The White Boy

Terrence Wood and Stress The White Boy

Songwriter

Jeff Davis

Songwriter

Lyrics

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

Let me introduce for those who not know

My name's Side Effect I got desert hot flow

I burst upon any track without reasoning

And add flavor to it like some all purpose seasoning

I'm amazing with the shit that I contrive

Side been rappin longer probably than you been alive

I got mad bitches giving me bushy

Wilt Chamberlain told me, damn you get alot of pussy

Word booty my game is in place

Run off course like Charlie Brown and still win the race, uh

Kurtis Blow heard us flow

Told me, Side one day y'all gonna rule the world

I said, Kurt this I know

I tell you this though, maybe the wack will learn

When I battle them for their 2002 tax return

Fuckin with their money you know how I do dunny

Laughing at your stupid ass even when nothing's funny

Side I been hot whenever a gems dropped

I be closing all lanes overworking PennDOT

Setting up shop just for you to get got

By my interpretation of this real Hip Hop, come on

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

I'm rather wordy when I get fuckin loose

I rock baggy ass jeans dirty construction boots

I spit a line to send **** into frenzy

To rhyme like me should be the ambition of every emcee

Point blank dog, your shit is boo-tay

You can't rap and that's as obvious as a toupee

I got your CD and as I perused it

I realized the cover is more bangin than the music

Nice Pen and Pixel artwork but where's the hard work

Listening to wack shit that makes my heart hurt

It inspires me to put on instrumentals just to wax a kid

Off the mental gettin looser than a gentle laxative

Side Effect I leave emcees boggled

By my lyrical blizzard you should break out your ski goggles

I'm too intelligent for you dumb nizzles

Spit flows so hot, I drink water, my tongue sizzles

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

I was standin on the corner with this fool

Who was tryna freestyle I told the bul to go to school

Nah man I don't wanna hear your flow

Especially when your idol just came out four years ago

Here's some critiquing, your flow it needs tweaking

My underground rep, it's multiplying as we're speaking

I've done what you're just now tryna do

Show you how to rhyme? lil **** I'd be delighted to

First off don't follow the majority

Be original and grab this mic with some authority

And make sure your lyrics sound fresh

And your beats pound, mine do courtesy of Stress

And if you can't do that, then pack it up

And don't talk smack new jack if you can't back it up

And I ain't talkin pullin knives and guns

I'm talkin bout spittin flows on some live as drums, like this

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game

I tried to tell you I was on some other shit mane

I tried to tell cats back in 88

That if I ever made a tape that shit would be, Great

Written by: Terrence Wood

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