My name is Terrence Wood, aka Wild Wood
Whitmore Skillz, I been this ill since my childhood
A bad lad, knowing you're not going to last
Slow or flowing fast, always showing my ass
Quote this, dopest vocalist, what I said
Makes your omnidirectional mic focus straight ahead
I'm not right, when I'm rocking mics I'm the craziest
Trife, my life's a hard knock life just like Jay-Z's is
My bul's name is Marshall like Slim Shady's is
Everything we bang out is classical like the 80s is
I spit shit to knock niggas off the scaffold
Leaving the most intuitive mind completely baffled
Side Effect, I be the name first mentioned
Whenever you type ill MC into your search engine
No showbiz, underground is how my flow is
Attractive as a dime with a whip a crib and no kids
Writing rhymes in different sizes and fonts
With mics I boast I'm nice like hosts at restaurants
No joke, no fun, no games when I'm displaying
I'm saying, I ain't a playa hater I just hate playing
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it
When rhyming I hit niggas where it hurts in they wallets
Running through your tax dollars like I'm Elian Gonzalez
Side is on some High and Mighty shit, Hot Spittable
Insert my punchlines where I feel that it's applicable
Always on my toes, pose when rippin flows
Leave my foes looking broke like Scottie Pippen's nose
Lyrically I'm soothing as anti-itch cream
I make money, I call that anti-bitch cream
You gets none, I likes to keep my pockets bulky
Mackin pigeons, chickens, all types of ghetto poultry
I'm deep in pussy tryna put my balls in it
Writin rhymes is like soul cookin, I put my drawls in it
Stunning, known as one of the best shit spitters
I'm coming, dangerous as running, with scissors
Open to criticism whenever my session rocks
Put any and all questions in my suggestion box
Check my flow god, it pacifies like a blow job
I'm off the wall like Mike with the fro before the nose job
I can't front, I don't even like your shit
You're a great freestyler, but you can't write for shit
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it
S.I.D.E, I been fly ever since you see
What I spits so hot y'all niggas liquify instantly
I light it up with no gimmicks
So don't go in the mic booth for a half hour to forty five minutes
Let it air out, count my death toll
My medley is as deadly as a crocodile's death roll
I blow spots as soon as my mouth speaks
And break up your cypher like cops on South Street
Ask your grandma, bout this kid with bad grammar
I was Hip Hop before your doo-rag and bandana
And corn rows, and your corn flows that's embarrassing
Always tryna prevail, you pale in comparison
I'm rippin vowels, always doing different styles
You out of town flippin birds, I'm out of town tippin cows
Laugh, the irony's funny as Bugs Bunny
Go to jail for drugs, then get bailed out with drug money
I'm clownin, thugs who think they somebody
You must be somebody, you rhyme like everybody
Your crew, I slaughter half, nigga I oughta laugh
You couldn't get signed if your name was autograph
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it
I keep it real while you busy tryna find a gimmick
I tell a chick I push a 95 Honda Civic
Cause ain't no shame, I don't talk it if I don't live it
Get rolled over by it if you can't roll with it