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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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[Verse]

City shadows whisper, secrets in the cracks

Graffiti sermons on the wall, truth in the tags

Potholes be the rhythm, tires tap-dance on the street

Heartbeats syncopated, life skips to the beat



Streetlights hum, buzzing like a neon hive

Dreams get heavy, struggle keeps 'em alive

Corner store philosophy, bags of chips and hope

Inhale the grind, exhale through the dope



[Chorus]

Concrete echoes, the rhythm of the block

Time don’t tick here, it hammers and knocks

Footsteps fade, but the stories stay locked

Concrete echoes, the rhythm of the block



[Verse 2]

Nostalgia rides shotgun in a rusted-out whip

Memories on loop, they don’t ever skip

Sidewalk sermons from preachers with no pews

Broken glass mosaics, reflections of the blues



Lunch break hustlers with dreams half-chewed

Grime in the air, but ambition stays glued

The block don't sleep, it naps with one eye

Even in the gutter, the stars still try



[Bridge]

Spit wisdom in the cypher, truth in a circle

Dreams go round, round—chasing the eternal

Echoes bounce back, the past never dies

The beat don’t stop, it just shifts and survives

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LYRICS

[Bobby Raps]
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now I'm finding it hard to breathe

[Terror Reid]
If you bumping this track then I'm sure ya wanna know
The absolute easiest way to stack dough
You probably working day jobs and cleaning someone else's mess
So much stress you got a pain in ya chest
Well sit and take notes I got knowledge to throw
The only way to get by is stealing from the rich folk
They got the nice cars and ice they pay the highest price just to gloat
Don't feel bad, they got a boat
First thing ya wanna do is find a balling ass crib
Ya gotta lot of options, take ya time, get it in
Ya betta do some diggin'
And try to find a spot that's not hot
With limited security and what not
Find out when they leave and when they come back
Rich fucks always got a tight schedule and all that
Now jack a cheap ass car that you can use for the boost
Better yet a set of stolen plates will do
Head to the gun shop and use all the cash ya got
Once you got the heat, stash it under the seat
To be sure they ain't home, give the front door a knock
It's a rich dude's spot, so ya can't pick the lock
Instead of that, head to the back and find a window
Now put ya gloves on and punch it out like a trick hoe
Next thing ya know ya on the inside
But ya gotta be quick, so set a timer for 5 and look alive

[Bobby Raps]
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now I'm finding it hard to breathe

[Terror Reid]
Now scope out the first floor, look for nice shit
Wallets, keys, a watch anything you can get
Check the house for false floors, cameras and trap doors
Everything you see here tonight is now yours
Find out where they sleep, and check the sheets and flip the bed
Check the closets anywhere you think they keep bread
But keep ya hand on the heat in case they come back
Don't be afraid to blast 'em or stab 'em in the back
'Cause the only thing standing between you and the cash is a bitch ass rat who can't even act
Eventually you'll find more cheese than you can spend
Escape the way you came in and watch the robbery end
Now ya gotta act quick, and ditch the evidence
Dispose of all ya clothes and shit and blow up the whip
Figure out an alibi, maybe you was with a bitch
And she sucked ya dick so good you passed out and didn't do shit
Or maybe you was driving down the street and fell asleep
Cause ya dickhead boss make you work all week
Whatever it is, stick with that shit 'til it ends
And don't tell anybody, not even ya closest friends
You'd be surprised how quick ya homies hang ya out to dry
They lie, cause they ain't get they piece of the pie
Well fuck all that, you earned every cent in the sac
Just go home and count your stacks and never look back
It's Reid

[Bobby Raps]
I was going back and forth today
Take my time choosing what to say
Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum
Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum
Now I'm finding it hard to breathe


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