Terror Reid - Step Back! (Voodoo Shit)

Produced by JayTracks

[Verse]
I got the nine millimeter, travelling couple hundred meters
Straight to ya dome so see ya wouldn't wanna be ya
You wouldn't believe how extremely unimpressed
I am with all of ya pests, be my guest throw ya best shots
I got major flavor, wanna wager against me?
Got plenty of ways to leave ya empty
I'm electric, like volts out of a taser
Got ya hallucinating and seeing red lasers
My macro explode the way that I attack flows
I'm like a hacker, enter the system from the back door
My cash flow go nuts just like a bolt action
Gimme the new Aston Martin with some toll tags and
I gotta recipe for disaster
That's formulated from a scientist who works at NASA
In every aspect I'm faster, the mystic forecaster
Creeping up on ya like some heart disease
Please don't tempt me to

[Chorus X2]
Load da gun clips, you better run quick
I'm tongue slick, persuade you to do some dumb shit
I'm dumb pissed, brain is doing front flips
The question is who ya gonna be in the trunk with?

[Outro]
Heard the choppers and sirens
Wants to go out without violence
Because remorse is his horizon
Sayonara world, cyanide in his tooth
Bites down on it created his own noose

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[Chorus]
Don't tempt me, Glock-19 with a red piece
Back in the day would've given the benefit of the doubt
But nowadays my thought tank empty (empty)
Can't step on my toes, way too ill strep throat to you hoes
I don't got time paying mind to anybody (anybody)
Out of range from the foes
Not finished, only beginning, mind full of sin got plenty of gimmicks
Unique image, can't mimic, exceed limits every couple of minutes
Back in it, packing the blunt, force trauma the limit
Then I'm smacking the cunt
Never lack in the hunt hacking the forefront
This the real deal shit, this ain't no whack stunt

[Verse]
Not up for discussion
Got up out the funk now I keep the blood rushing
Trunk in the front of the Porsche and it's reinforced
With the bulletproof windows yeah it busting
I'm built for this shit, Wilt Chamberlain got stilts in this bitch
Stand tall no tilt in this bitch, switchblade itch might slip in ya rib
Didn't plan this, I just had it mapped out on the canvas
Significant advantage not average
League of legends hook shot true damage
I snap I go spastic, rubber band man never run out of elastic
Time change shit drastic, going bat shit
You might just end up in a casket

[Chorus]
Don't tempt me, Glock-19 with a red piece
Back in the day would've given the benefit of the doubt
But nowadays my thought tank empty (empty)
Can't step on my toes, way too ill strep throat to you hoes
I don't got time paying mind to anybody (anybody)
Out of range from the foes
Not finished, only beginning, mind full of sin got plenty of gimmicks
Unique image, can't mimic, exceed limits every couple of minutes
Back in it, packing the blunt, force trauma the limit
Then I'm smacking the cunt
Never lack in the hunt hacking the forefront
This the real deal shit, this ain't no whack stunt

SECOND WIND

MANIFESTO

SERAPHIM

MAKIN ME SICK!

I.D.F.A.

Counting blessings. Is a song about being thankful to god for the opportunity’s in life.

I.D.F.A.

TERROR REID

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