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Terrence Wood - Breakdown (remix) Lyrics



Terrence Wood - Breakdown (remix) Lyrics
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[ Featuring Mirage The Gr8 ]

Still manage to do damage
My pedigree is like an unfair advantage
And I've, gots to improve the movement
And give the world something fresh to groove with
Who else but I can do it
Audio nutrition to all who consume it
Ayo this Hip Hop a balancing act hope you can last
Cause the work days are slow but the nights they go fast
I plan to a forecast and fill out the actuals
Stay on budget, they love it, watch what this rapper do
Drizzle words that trickle on beats lightly
Tastes like the nectar from the nipple of Aphrodite
Speak with a purpose, emcee at your service
I tend to make those inadequate, nervous
Got my own which is all that I can ask
Just living day to day is a serious task
It's simple, you can perish or prosper
Deal with the real or roll with imposters
They put on for their town, try so hard to represent it
Lockdown they city, I'm location independent
All I need's a WIFI, a email to send it
I could be on the moon these tunes will still get blended
Shout out to Mr. Cree, Superstar DJ's
Who are y'all moving all these units that's when we say
The Undergrind
Don't they see how dope my style is
Functional yet I'm built for mileage
Melodic Scientist Flying Iron on The Undergrind
Affiliated with greatness so I gotta shine
My repertoires impeccable, upper echelon
I ain't tryin, it's authentic, it's all mine
The Undergrind be the set, Flying Iron nuff respect
There was a time that I remind me of a early 90 Treach
Define Side Effect that's hard to do, I can't front
Experience that's what you get, when you don't get what you want
I got alotta that, young buls pull your pants up
Dress like a prospect, not like a suspect
Show some self respect, and that's from your big homie Side Effect
God bless the child that can hold his own
Also kill those opposing the throne
It ain't just in me to leave it alone
Used to blaze on looseleaf now I'm typing on phones
Word, I'm a king, you a jester
A gas guzzler, I'm a Tesla
This alarm clock rap, wake that ass up
How you sleepin on this crack, spend your last buck
Show up before ya and plus I leave after ya
Overtime, shift differential, it's a massacre
I work smarter not harder, not a passenger
In the driver's seat Mobbin Deep, I hope you're fast enough
I'm sippin Savvy shotgun in a Caddy
Your lady call you baby, your lady call me daddy
But I will never sweat that, she won't forget that
I got something solid, so I just tend to step back
Yes, I'm quite selective
I keep my atmosphere cloudy but I never lose perspective
Ayo I energize cats, put batteries in backs
Don't let that make you a casualty of rap
Casually I snap, unwarranted attacks
While overseas counting foreign currencies of stacks
This Philly cat is filthy as Millie Jack
You clean as Sinbad, my team, we been bad
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Still manage to do damage
My pedigree is like an unfair advantage
And I've, gots to improve the movement
And give the world something fresh to groove with
Who else but I can do it
Audio nutrition to all who consume it
Ayo this Hip Hop a balancing act hope you can last
Cause the work days are slow but the nights they go fast
I plan to a forecast and fill out the actuals
Stay on budget, they love it, watch what this rapper do
Drizzle words that trickle on beats lightly
Tastes like the nectar from the nipple of Aphrodite
Speak with a purpose, emcee at your service
I tend to make those inadequate, nervous
Got my own which is all that I can ask
Just living day to day is a serious task
It's simple, you can perish or prosper
Deal with the real or roll with imposters
They put on for their town, try so hard to represent it
Lockdown they city, I'm location independent
All I need's a WIFI, a email to send it
I could be on the moon these tunes will still get blended
Shout out to Mr. Cree, Superstar DJ's
Who are y'all moving all these units that's when we say
The Undergrind
Don't they see how dope my style is
Functional yet I'm built for mileage
Melodic Scientist Flying Iron on The Undergrind
Affiliated with greatness so I gotta shine
My repertoires impeccable, upper echelon
I ain't tryin, it's authentic, it's all mine
The Undergrind be the set, Flying Iron nuff respect
There was a time that I remind me of a early 90 Treach
Define Side Effect that's hard to do, I can't front
Experience that's what you get, when you don't get what you want
I got alotta that, young buls pull your pants up
Dress like a prospect, not like a suspect
Show some self respect, and that's from your big homie Side Effect
God bless the child that can hold his own
Also kill those opposing the throne
It ain't just in me to leave it alone
Used to blaze on looseleaf now I'm typing on phones
Word, I'm a king, you a jester
A gas guzzler, I'm a Tesla
This alarm clock rap, wake that ass up
How you sleepin on this crack, spend your last buck
Show up before ya and plus I leave after ya
Overtime, shift differential, it's a massacre
I work smarter not harder, not a passenger
In the driver's seat Mobbin Deep, I hope you're fast enough
I'm sippin Savvy shotgun in a Caddy
Your lady call you baby, your lady call me daddy
But I will never sweat that, she won't forget that
I got something solid, so I just tend to step back
Yes, I'm quite selective
I keep my atmosphere cloudy but I never lose perspective
Ayo I energize cats, put batteries in backs
Don't let that make you a casualty of rap
Casually I snap, unwarranted attacks
While overseas counting foreign currencies of stacks
This Philly cat is filthy as Millie Jack
You clean as Sinbad, my team, we been bad
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Writer: Dana Thompson, Terrence Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Terrence Wood
Featuring: Mirage The Gr8
Length: 4:43
Written by: Dana Thompson, Terrence Wood

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