1996

99ZED x SALIVA GREY - THA DOG POUND

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TERROR REID - SUPA DUPA - LYRICS

now i didn’t wanna have to do this
(well god damn)
but when i touch a mic suckaz duck like i’m shootin
i’m bootin cookie cutter butter soft rappers
wanna rip my style off me like a snickers bar wrapper

just hand it over man i ain’t gonna ask ya
u ain’t a cappa youza cherry flavored acta
if that’s ya bitch u should prolly come grab her
cuz she in the studio feedin me chicken flavad crackaz

what it do?
i’m still the rude ass terror dude
i still got da flu, still sniffing supadupa glue
and i ain’t finna stop til i’m blue
keep talkin that shit, you can kiss my kaboos

and for the record, i spot ya hoe like a leopard
i roll up downtown made her neck hurt
wit out any effort
cold blood mane i need a sweatshirt
tha molotov fiya bomb lookin for a pill presser

now i ain’t said shit fo a minute
still got mo dough than a chef in a kitchen
and i ain’t gon lie man i really been spendin
what da fuck u think i did in this lovely pandemic?

legend has it , reid in the lab cookin magic
and furthermore the shit he got in store is fantastic
cuz last time i checked man he really been at it
i heard he pulled a 4 w a semi automatic

the silly water drinkin, pilly poppin stinkin
demon still skeemin on a sucka bitch
neo pets lovin trick
steady goin harder than most
da king of the coast
i’m floating on a boat stackin whole wheat toast

and neva too quick to flip a cop
mafuckas needa stop
all the flockin on my top, i’ll drop em like a stock
you know the name and if ya don’t, bitch ya betta learn
go tell the cops terror has returned
uh

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SUPA DUPA

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LYRICS:

(Aight holdup i gotta fuck this shit up real quick, holdup)

Now lemme break it down for ya numbskulls, (for ya numbskulls)
Terror go so hard it make you and ya folks go dumb
Like mi amigos from da west
We off our meds and flickin fools like cigarettes
What’s next? Ain't got a plan mane, watchu thankin? (I don’t know)
I’m in the back, and my pockets still stankin from the
Indo i got at the shop up the block
I kinda wanna stop, but I might get popped
Ayo, i’ve never been played by a bop (nope)
Hoes too quick to homie hop and get da crotch rot, whoda thought?
With one word i got these nerds hot
And all these nerd birds flock, like i'm throwin seeds in a lot
Anyway, movin on
I come up with this shit so quick, ya gonna wanna put a helmet on
Cuz at the crack of dawn i’ll be on ya lawn
Droppin off packages just like tha unabomb
I’m blowin up ya crib and the fishes out da pond
I’ll spare ya mom, so you can see me when i tug her thong
In hindsight it’s probably wrong, but who got the mic? (Hm)
Yea thas right, now sing along:

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin but a Reid thang baby
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin finna do it my way
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gotta do?
Ain’t shit I’m finna spend my chips
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin less you go that way

(Ayo) Reid! What the fuck, where you been?
I been chillin, honed in, with a paper and a pen again
And ima need ends for you and ya friends
Cuz im servin up game like a benny in a Bennigans
I’m here to win, but you already knew
Still the same ol thang, so go ahead hide ya boo
Cuz the new school dude in cool boots finna swoop
Yaint have a clue, what i'm really boutta do
I’ll take ya chick mane im storm chaser (storm chaser)
The real slick, world class, door breaker (door breaker)
She want the thick stick, but i can’t shaker her (i can’t shake her)
The trouble makin, rap game Undertaker (the Undertaker)
Yea, its like this, but it ain’t like that (nah)
I’m drinking crown by the fifth in a Cadillac, pullin back
Triple six slappin out da pack, where the yak at?
Couple steps back lil mane best remember that
Cuz once i get going this shit become hotta
The don dotta, comin up from unda wata
There’s really none otha, you got the boy wunda
And i cut the whole thang like butta, it ain’t nothin

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin but a Reid thang baby
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin finna do it my way
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gotta do?
Ain’t shit I’m finna spend my chips
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin less you go that way

AINT NOTHIN

TERROR REID - AINT NOTHIN

Terror Reid - Step Back! (Voodoo Shit)

[Verse 1]
Do or die motive in this bitch
And we never switch up can't fold never twitch, by any measure
I'm ready whenever for another endeavor to sever
Wherever i wanna be I'm busy applying the pressure
Ain't no funny shit, moving money fast now
Shit be ludicrous doin all these laps round
The rap ground, Xperado in the background
Time to feast can't be telling me to back down
I'd be lying if I tell ya that I don't bite
Quick scope snipe, exploding you on sight
And I love revenge, I could do this all day all night
All this gunfight generating my own sunlight
Keep my eyes peeled like I'm walking through mine fields
Five deals didn't take any I got meals on my table
Able to finagle what I want to, can't sink this ship I'm like a pontoon

[Verse 2]
I'm in my town straight chilling, gats and bats but that's a given
I got the stats of supervillains, yea people wanna bother me
But where were they at when I went through poverty
I was a troubled individual, but I turned my life round to a visual
I turned the beats on loop inside of the coupe
Skipped school to freestyle my grades stooped
Ctrl alt delete, footprints I'm creating with my feet
We don't walk the same concrete, best plan is no plan at all
Just stand tall on the planet and catch ya falls
I been underestimated never under achieve
I got the keys and I just smoke tree hoe what it be?
Check it, I come and wreck it and shake a leg it
The bootlegged boogie monster who ain't decrepit

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$UICIDEBOY$ MIX 2#

Pouya - Aftershock (James Cliff House Edit)

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i feel like im hanging by my throat
i wanna cut the rope but i just dont know how to cope
they think i got it all but in reality im broke
try to cleanse my soul but i bought the wrong soap
how the hell did this happen? i used think was a captain
now im all alone and my stories untold
i'm missin the innocent citizen i coulda been
listenin to eminem just a kid w some headphones
ashamed of my thoughts so i hide em all in jokes
i hate my fuckin shows i can’t do this anymore
so i just choke on these fucked up feelings i wrote
waiting for the day i wake up and feel like everybody else
i just want to be myself
i’m already in hell cant u tell by the smell?
but i am who i am and it is wat it is
limiting my ablilities so i can live

i’ve lost my mind can u help me find it?
the devil gave me a contract and i signed it
all the bitches and money got me blinded
cant even stand up anymore bitch i'm spineless
and if u find this a little bit amusing
you and ya whole crew can bite on this uzi
you’ve unleashed the fuckin terror inside me
so when i'm gone move on and don't cry for me

i can’t feel pain i cant hide, i can’t go outside 
i can’t look anybody in the eye
i couldn’t even cry back when greenback died
i try to ease my pain but i always gotta fly
i see no reflection when i look into a mirror
i’m fading into nothing and that aint even my biggest fear
i just don’t wanna be forgotten
i wanna be a prophet
i want my shit played out often
don’t wanna be anotha body in the earth
and i want every mothafucka to have a terror reid shirt
and bump my shit til they fucking ears hurt
ain’t gonna be starvin artist gone unheard
want em to hear my words 
to feel my hurt 
to see my dirt
to go berserk
that’s why i always work
but thats why i always hurt man
FUCK IT
im forever stoic
i guess all i’ll ever be is another dead poet

my mind is gone i dont wanna find it
the devil gave me a contract and i signed it
all the bitches and money got me blinded
cant even stand up anymore bitch i'm spineless
and if u find this a little bit amusing
you and ya whole crew can bite on this uzi
you’ve unleashed the fuckin terror inside me
so when i'm gone move on and don't cry for me



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SPINELESS

Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2020
(Prod.By Balance Cooper x Nikco Suavvaye)

lyrics:

Got my chain straight from 
Sinaloa
It’s blessed with death
Just to feed my fcking appetite
I get no rest
Bro bro called said it’s crazy he wont leave with out a vest
We where running wild probably slapped your dad for respect
Trying to elevate when out of order take the steps
Every day I leave the house there’s at least
One bitch trying to throw me sex
busy worried about my circle give a fuck
About the rest
Busy worried what I’m doing nigga
Go and get a check

I’m a Palo
We do voodoo
get you killed I don’t need to shoot you
Like spaghetti
While I count this fetti getting she going slurp this noodle
Tatted up like a desk when a kid gets bored and doodles
Like it’s home improvement
Bitch I need a belt to hold this tool up
I adapt to the environments
From streets or to a suit
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
Best believe
I still will shoot


Might just catch me with the jag like
I’m Mogle
Jungle book

Most these niggas out here fairies
Peter Pan I’m Captain Hook

Ride around town
Trying to turn one into two
Finna make a couple plays than it’s right back to the booth
Catch me sippin champagne
Once this deal goes through
Finna cop a hell cat
Need a Huracan too
Ain’t no love up in the streets
You with them then you die too
In the store
If I like the shoe I just might buy two
Like it’s track we jumped some hurdles
Like the circus went through hoops
We went head first through the fire
Just to live up how we do

Sinaloa

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Pouya - Aftershock (James Cliff House Edit)

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