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The Side Effect Ep

by Side Effect x Dumhi

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Therapy 03:59
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Yo it's therapy, most the rappers I know got problems why you think we frowning when we putting out these albums you would think we selling units way up in the hundred thousands most of them I know a show away from public housing back in Richard Allen, similar to Ram Squad see me, believe me, it ain't easy, it's damn hard then why you do it? I don't really know the answer to it heard some kid recite my lyrics, saw some chick dancing to it I don't know, guess it's sort of borderline comical laugh until you hurt your abdominal, this ain't optional it's mandatory, shorties jockin' for the hell of it watching, waiting for some jaw dropping developments a little good news but I'm relying on embellishment wonder if they know that I'm lying when I tell'em shit I'm hittin' in New York, they love me down New Orleans popped in, did a intimate acoustic performance impromptu, we seduced them with the chorus then we had the whores waiting for us on the tour bus they yelled 'encore' and cried out for more of us how can I ignore this, I live for this sort of rush Say why they keep testin' me, stressin' me tryna figure out the recipe, I learned this out of necessity and some of y'all respect me, others will think less of me and question me, dude I do this out of necessity why they keep testin' me, stressin' me tryna figure out the recipe, I learned this out of necessity and some of y'all respect me, others will think less of me and question me, dude I do this out of necessity We must be crazy maybe bumped our head or mama dropped us as babies raised by a pack of wolves infected with rabies I don't know, all I know is I been doing it since the 80's and still love it like the ladies love Cool James, we up in school bangin' Wu-Tang pants hang, the dean said stop walking on the back of your jeans I act strange and so fly at manipulating Black slang that you can't deny my critical acclaim so worthy, flow dirty as work gloves girls that used to front, now I'm giving them church hugs so distant with it, took a compliment and dissed them with it young, black, and educated, how you still so ignorant with it? dude it's easy when you're 'round the wrong crew and when you live in shit you bound to get some on you heard you're on your grind, they claim they're on they jawn too but can't match your drive, they're rack and pinion is gone too can't see the dude, tryna house me, nigga ain't even pre-approved they hate you like MOVE or Mumia Abu-Jamal had to warn her, hard to make a chick believe leave 'fore he start beating your head like a itchy weave I tell'em back up, you're breathing my air OG legend status, there's a reason I'm rare, yeah see it's more than rap young fella talkin' bout you're the closing act fool you couldn't close a umbrella Say why they keep testin' me, stressin' me tryna figure out the recipe, I learned this out of necessity and some of y'all respect me, others will think less of me and question me, dude I do this out of necessity why they keep testin' me, stressin' me tryna figure out the recipe, I learned this out of necessity and some of y'all respect me, others will think less of me and question me, dude I do this out of necessity
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March of the Villains feat.Sick Six 03:28
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Yo, what I write is some shit they gonna eat up Haj in the basement choppin' a breakbeat up bul should of known better talkin' that tough shit now your hard image too hard to keep up with probably wanna hug a sensitive thug clenched up, end up drenched up in blood spit shit that'll pistol whip dent up your mug have your chick hate my guts then we end up in love it start off soft in a intimate setting when I'm done it look more like a internet beheading I be the black sheep that's far from the flock be the Chi Ali fresh out the bing on your block walk like I'm floating emperor in new clothing cats either too new for me or too olden me I'm from the golden era of fly spittas old enough to know better, young enough to fry niggas Hook: I tried to tell your dumb ass a long time ago tell ya daddy, I'ma go let ya mama know you done messed up now you learn the hard way you tired yet homie? we can do this shit all day tired yet? we can do this shit all day wanna rap? we can do this shit all day wanna scrap homie? we can do this shit all day get dumb high? yeah meet us in the hallway See I knew when I first slipped in when I seen them shiny Buick's sittin' on them big rims Park Ave, Bonneville, Grand Marquis looking like your borrowed your grandpaw's keys know how to spot a Philly cat when I see'em been around the world seen Asians and Europeans my African homie from Djibouti said your booty your groups unruly and your loops all fruity can't argue with that, that's what I told the kid tat on your neck, so much for the corporate gig damn that shit wack, I don't even sorta dig man where you live at? cause poppin' that over here will get you fucked up, oh you thuggin' for real come out back bet it sounds like we're clubbing a seal this a Dumhi show, when we open for fools they don't need a soundcheck just a rope and a stool Hook: I tried to tell your dumb ass a long time ago tell ya daddy, I'ma go let ya mama know you done messed up now you learn the hard way you tired yet homie? we can do this shit all day tired yet? we can do this shit all day wanna rap? we can do this shit all day wanna scrap homie? we can do this shit all day get dumb high? yeah meet us in the hallway
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Autumn 04:26
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Stomp You Out feat. Biz Mighty & J​.​O. The Last Man 03:18
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I'm just warming up see, I ain't even begun to start make'em wonder how that ol'head stay so young at heart my brain is chiseled and my tongue is sharp is you dumb or smart try to say my verse that shit'll blow your lungs apart I'm in the sky flying high landing somewhere sandy the clouds melting on my tongue like it's cotton candy while you back up on the block taking shots of brandy asking your mom for gas money for your pop's Camry son it's the principle it ain't about the money a nigga say that, you know it's all about the money you say you put in work, but you call out when it's sunny taking shorty to Hibachi like that's ballin' on a honey you're freestyle sound to me like same sex vowels you're lame and they make me wanna aim projectiles Side is the truth they can't accept it so in statistician terms that gotta mean they fail to reject it
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Richard Pryor 03:14
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Verse 1: I’m in my own category they try and do it like me but they do it so poorly they sample obvious while we do it obscurely Feelin’ like a king doing my thing better yet I'm more like Prince how they adore me home watchin’ Everest commercials during Maury Put this to your chest, bang yourself do that for me much appreciated, pressures alleviated and yes we told ya guests you requested to be cremated even though you didn’t, got burned from my spittin’ learn your position, now you’re in a urn in my kitchen how come the ones who ain’t vote is always bitchin’ Objectin’, riffin’ always expecting something different when Terrence speak, advanced degrees in philanthropy free CD’s hand to hand out on Sansom street damn you deep, even hood cats and random geeks can’t stand this heat, plus Haj make them slammin’ beats Hook: I though you said you sick & tired of being sick and tired get off your ass get inspired start spittin’ fire they used to say that nigga crazy like Richard Pryor I ain’t crazy you just lazy fuck gettin’ by I though you said you sick & tired of being sick and tired get off your ass get inspired start spittin’ fire they used to say that nigga crazy like Richard Pryor I ain’t crazy you just lazy fuck gettin’ by Verse 2: Terrence, King Tee, I be the east coast version ‘Act a Fool’ ‘At Your Own Risk’, control your urges See, I aint the one you wanna experiment your words with mix verbs with obviously you ain’t heard shit ‘bout me, doubt me, many made the same mistakes But now they workin’ at the zoo, them niggas bathing apes cleaning cages, I been this way for ages it all blur together I really can’t recall the stages constant elevation, positive, energy, activated And I ain’t talking jheri curls, or wonder twins can’t lie yeah I had a couple them wanna wrestle its all fun till somebody got pinned belly to belly suplex, group sex, telly to the duplex bend you like a mic on my gooseneck chicken heads get the duck alert fix your wig pull up your skirt Girl you such a flirt I gotta go to work Hook: I though you said you sick & tired of being sick and tired get off your ass get inspired start spittin’ fire they used to say that nigga crazy like Richard Pryor I ain’t crazy you just lazy fuck gettin’ by I though you said you sick & tired of being sick and tired get off your ass get inspired start spittin’ fire they used to say that nigga crazy like Richard Pryor I ain’t crazy you just lazy fuck gettin’ by
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Murder Bot feat. Elucid 02:44
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Dude, I got these little ghetto poems that turned into songs grew up and left home, start a life of they own got a wife and a loan that they need to help me out with poppa need brand new shoes and a fly outfit used to doubt quick and say Side ain't bout shit 5 albums later, damn he bout to put out 6 add'em all up and see the catalog husky trust me, I got'em mad and all ready to cuss me out, listen up I know things about stuff had the 40 inch chain hanging down 'round my nuts I talk the major shit, bul with the spacious crib ladies said my flow is beautiful as biracial kids I rap rare, they gotta know they wack, yeah cause they up in this booth with a kodiak bear uh, it ain't a equal balance, it's gonna lead to violence I play my part and I stay sharp as eagle talons
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Alive 04:15
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I was a youngbul in Philly pop a wheelie, fence hoppin' corner store quarter hug drinkin' thinking 'bout shoppin' downtown spend my lil papes on records and tapes respectin' the greats, reppin' on consecutive dates up late, never slumber find me in a grimy place make me wonder how I escaped the 90’s unscathed tryna hook up in the club I was 'wookin pa nub' saw this sweet light skin shorty lookin' for thugs I can’t front I like when they bowleg and walk stanky walk fast, talk kinky, fat ass like Pinky yeah, fine as fuck, cant front she was a hottie but dropped a couple seeds and them kids tore her body up her baby daddy ridin' dirty through the hood fam damaged women in they 30’s cant find no good man Terrence Wood damn you nice with the flow how I been sleepin' on ya ass this long? I don’t know She said whatcha wanna be? I said alive she said you gotta want more than that outta life girl I can’t survive workin' no 9 to 5 see I just wanna make music and hold ya tight she said sho ya right, and I feel ya fight boy you nice on the mic I can’t deny but will them skills pay the bills and keep on the lights she said whatcha wanna be? I said alive We on the love seat makin' love lookin' at Crooklyn watched that movie so much you think we grew up in Brooklyn nah, we just some 70’s babies feelin' nostalgic relatin’ to ghetto livin' where would I be without it probably somewhere crowded, getting a lap dance from y'all with hood tats she got baby names and panther paws seen it all see I don’t know what all the hype for “this is for my niggas” but most your fans is white buls learn your demographic, then play to your strengths learn about this rap shit, then play Cuban Linx calm ya ass down that shit you spit is too intense It’s fun to watch but lyrically it don’t make no sense told my girl trust me I ain't out there flirtin' just be a little patient we gonna be aiight for certain I'm tryna get us to a spot where we ain't even hurtin' so when we home sleepin' my music is still out there workin' She said whatcha wanna be? I said alive she said you gotta want more than that outta life girl I can’t survive workin' no 9 to 5 see I just wanna make music and hold ya tight she said sho ya right, and I feel ya fight boy you nice on the mic I can’t deny but will them skills pay the bills and keep on the lights she said whatcha wanna be? I said alive I think I’m fly yeah, telling girls my eyes are up here you been a mixtape rapper for the last 5 years ain't making no progression at making this your profession I tried to give advice, but you ain't taking no suggestions you heard and doubt the power of word of mouth people in these streets spread me out west and further south so keep that in mind when you tryna get this money if it’s live they tell 5, if it's wack, they tell 20 believe that, and I don’t need no bad market feedback them parkas that they got up Neiman Marcus yeah I need that that's why over boom bap, I spit poison sumac aggressive reaction same way the boys in blue act you just a bunch of rats tryna avoid the glue trap we was hip hoppers then but they ain’t even call it that Rick Ross naw, Slick Rick Doug E. beat box this real dope shit ain’t gonna show up with no cheek swab She said whatcha wanna be? I said alive she said you gotta want more than that outta life girl I can’t survive workin' no 9 to 5 see I just wanna make music and hold ya tight she said sho ya right, and I feel ya fight boy you nice on the mic I can’t deny but will them skills pay the bills and keep on the lights she said whatcha wanna be? I said alive
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Listen Up feat. Jermiside & Mega Ran 04:33
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Ayo dig it I'm ugly with it, it came from the city this rare flow make a scarecrow look pretty gorgeous even, my demeanor's more deceiving ain't believing the fire this buls breathing they stay cautious 'round the bosses eating but got nauseous at the thought of me leaving bit my hand now who the hell gonna feed'em thought he was my dawg found out I don't need'em as long as I'm breathing and feeling philanthropic had to separate the real friends from the toxic it's Silkk Shock shit it ain't my fault they ain't put the same work in, but want the same results I'm tryna show'em something, he one them niggas think white people owe him somethin' but they don't owe you nothin' getcha mind right, more right my hindsight can be your foresight why you think this bul write
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Alive (remix) 02:45
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I was a youngbul in Philly pop a wheelie, fence hoppin' corner store quarter hug drinkin' thinking 'bout shoppin' downtown spend my lil papes on records and tapes respectin' the greats, reppin' on consecutive dates up late, never slumber find me in a grimy place make me wonder how I escaped the 90’s unscathed tryna hook up in the club I was 'wookin pa nub' saw this sweet light skin shorty lookin' for thugs I can’t front I like when they bowleg and walk stanky walk fast, talk kinky, fat ass like Pinky yeah, fine as fuck, cant front she was a hottie but dropped a couple seeds and them kids tore her body up her baby daddy ridin' dirty through the hood fam damaged women in they 30’s cant find no good man Terrence Wood damn you nice with the flow how I been sleepin' on ya ass this long? I don’t know She said whatcha wanna be? I said alive she said you gotta want more than that outta life girl I can’t survive workin' no 9 to 5 see I just wanna make music and hold ya tight she said sho ya right, and I feel ya fight boy you nice on the mic I can’t deny but will them skills pay the bills and keep on the lights she said whatcha wanna be? I said alive We on the love seat makin' love lookin' at Crooklyn watched that movie so much you think we grew up in Brooklyn nah, we just some 70’s babies feelin' nostalgic relatin’ to ghetto livin' where would I be without it probably somewhere crowded, getting a lap dance from y'all with hood tats she got baby names and panther paws seen it all see I don’t know what all the hype for “this is for my niggas” but most your fans is white buls learn your demographic, then play to your strengths learn about this rap shit, then play Cuban Linx calm ya ass down that shit you spit is too intense It’s fun to watch but lyrically it don’t make no sense told my girl trust me I ain't out there flirtin' just be a little patient we gonna be aiight for certain I'm tryna get us to a spot where we ain't even hurtin' so when we home sleepin' my music is still out there workin' She said whatcha wanna be? I said alive she said you gotta want more than that outta life girl I can’t survive workin' no 9 to 5 see I just wanna make music and hold ya tight she said sho ya right, and I feel ya fight boy you nice on the mic I can’t deny but will them skills pay the bills and keep on the lights she said whatcha wanna be? I said alive I think I’m fly yeah, telling girls my eyes are up here you been a mixtape rapper for the last 5 years ain't making no progression at making this your profession I tried to give advice, but you ain't taking no suggestions you heard and doubt the power of word of mouth people in these streets spread me out west and further south so keep that in mind when you tryna get this money if it’s live they tell 5, if it's wack, they tell 20 believe that, and I don’t need no bad market feedback them parkas that they got up Neiman Marcus yeah I need that that's why over boom bap, I spit poison sumac aggressive reaction same way the boys in blue act you just a bunch of rats tryna avoid the glue trap we was hip hoppers then but they ain’t even call it that Rick Ross naw, Slick Rick Doug E. beat box this real dope shit ain’t gonna show up with no cheek swab She said whatcha wanna be? I said alive she said you gotta want more than that outta life girl I can’t survive workin' no 9 to 5 see I just wanna make music and hold ya tight she said sho ya right, and I feel ya fight boy you nice on the mic I can’t deny but will them skills pay the bills and keep on the lights she said whatcha wanna be? I said alive

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released January 1, 2011

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