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Prod. YCK

No chitchat no conversation
Make shit brainwash whole populations
I don’t fuck with them and I don’t fuck with you
When I hear the bitching drop something new

Lately fucking up lines I cut em up
Me and Mary we deep and dumb in love
All the mold inside never folding right
Tried to make the guap thanks for holding tight

You ain’t that special you ain’t unique
Drowning out sound when I’m burning through weed 
Wouldn’t let a motherfucker get away with sneak dissin
What all that you make is the pot we piss in

Crunk in the taxi slide in the backseat
Public intoxication on my rap sheet
Wanna be big but I know that you can’t be
Might as well quit but you’ve written no plan B 

Let’s get it started bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane

Ever made em mad then my goal was accomplished 
Did it myself I don’t need no accomplice
Pulling to the curb and I cop ten keys 
Let a motherfucker in VIP entry 

Trap star glass jar full of fuckin dope
Bad start lack bars hanging by the rope
I am no mentor I cannot teach
So great that you sent your hate mail to me

You a square wouldn’t dare well I fiend for a case
Slipped TSA check get screened for a K
Smuggle peddle and cross the line
When I huff and meddle like all the time

Bitch I’m on a roll all my drugs in control
20 blunts on the ground boutta pack another bowl
Boutta die taking synthetic in my veins
Feeling so ill phrenetic in my brain 

Let’s get it started bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane

Let's Get It Started...

Following up the New “Switched On” EP - Madchild is back at it with a brand New Music Video for “The Jackel” available online at http://youtu.be/yT9iN7sExKc. New Madchild EP - "Switched On" is out now. Order below.
Store Link: http://Smarturl.it/MadchildTheJackel 

The Jackel (Produced by Young Aspect)

produced by @horsehead
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lT_lqh2PFik

Look At Me Now (prod. horse head) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

OUT NOW PROD BY @GETTEROFFICIAL

Stream + Download Here: https://fanlink.to/Terror_Reid_Uppercuts

OFFICAL MUSIC VIDEO HERE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjUa8x4udE4

LIMITED EDITION ROB ISRAEL T HERE: shredcollective.com/store

art: somehoodlum

STARE INTO MY FUCKING EYES AND YOU WILL SEE
HOW YOUR LIFE COULD BE BEFORE YOU MET ME
OH WAIT G
I MET YOU, AND YOUR LITTLE SISTER TOO
I BROKE IN YA HOUSE AND BLEW CHUNKS IN HER ROOM
NOW LOOK AT THAT, IM CHILLIN IN YA MOMMAS BUBBLE BATH
RELAXIN, CHEWIN ON A SHITTY USED NAPKIN
I MUST HAVE MISTOOK IT FOR YA GRANDMAS TITS
SHES INTO ZIPPERS AND WHIPS, IM TALKIN FREAKY DEAKY SHIT BITCH
TORTURE YOU WITH GARDEN TOOLS AND THROW YOU OUT LIKE RUBBISH
TIE UP ALL YOUR LIMBS AND THEN CONTROL YOU LIKE A PUPPET
THE BITCHES LOVE IT, PUTTIN COCAINE IN A BUCKET,
SERVE IT TO THE PIGS AND WATCH EM CAUSE A BUNCH OF RUCKUS
OH ITS LIKE THAT?
WELL KISS MY MOTHER FUCKIN ASS CRACK BITCH
AND TELL YA DAD I WANT MY ADDERALL BACK
BITCH ILL PLAY YOU LIKE MONOPOLY DESTROY YA PROPERTY
I GOT A POCKET FULL OF PILLS SO PLEASE PREPARE PROPERLY
BECUASE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE UPPERCUT
SLAMDUNKIN IN YO CHICKS GUTS
T-E-RR-O-R
SPEEDING DOWN YA BLOCK IN A STOLEN COP CAR
BECAUSE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE BMX X-UP 
YA BETTER PUCKER UP AND KISS MY GLUTEUS
IM NO THAT NEW TO THIS
TERROR TAKIN OVER COMIN STRAIGHT OUT THE MOTHER FUCKING LOONEY BIN
CHECK IT
I GOT THE SPASTIC TACTICS AND UNIQUE TECHNIQUES
IM GODZILLA IN THE STREETS AND KING KONG IN THE SHEETS
TAKE A WEEK JUST TO RECOVER, I SLICE THE BOOTY CHEEKS LIKE BUTTER THEN I NUT UNDER YA COVERS
I USED TO FUCK THE PUSSY DURING MATH CLASS, 
NOW I FUCK THE PUSSY OR THE TUSHY WHILE IM DRIVIN REAL FAST
R-E-I-D HE GOT A RARE DISEASE AND GRIPPIN A GUN THAT SHOOTS MOTHERFUCKIN LASER BEAMS
YA KNOW
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE WITH THESE SECRET UNLOCKABLES
UNSTOPPABLE, GETTIN HEAD FRO KIM POSSIBLE
AND RONS IN THE BACK WITH HIS NAKED MOLE RAT
GIVE HIM A HIT OF ACID AND A DVD OF RUGRATS
WHAT STHE SITCH? ARE YOU HEARING THIS SHIT? 
THAT IM SPILLIN OUT MY LIPS? AS IM PULLIN ON SOME WHIPPITS?
JUST SIT BACK RELAX AND PAY ATTENTION
THE MASKED MANIAC IS BACK AND STOLE YA GRANDFATHERS WHOLE PENSION
BECUASE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE UPPERCUT
SLAMDUNKIN IN YO CHICKS GUTS
T-E-RR-O-R
SPEEDING DOWN YA BLOCK IN A STOLEN COP CAR
BECAUSE
I AM THE ONE WHO IS NEXT UP
HIT YOU WITH THE BMX X-UP 
YA BETTER PUCKER UP AND KISS MY GLUTEUS
IM NO THAT NEW TO THIS
TERROR TAKIN OVER COMIN STRAIGHT OUT THE MOTHER FUCKING LOONEY BIN

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UPPERCUTS (PROD BY GETTER)

TERROR REID - UPPERCUTS (PROD BY GETTER)

FREE

PROD BY @GETTEROFFICIAL

SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/track/1vMBFP2IWffOjW5AXrwWdx
ITUNES: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/who-dat-single/id1230211790

WHO DAT?

WHO DAT? (PROD. BY GETTER)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f322jHbRzlg

Scars (prod. brennan savage) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

Stream/Download:
http://www.hyperurl.co/othaside

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/I6Gvbngz-nk

its the master wicked terror creepin in ya kitchen
takin pictures of ur bitch then dippin with a vengeance
ill slice u and dice you entice you to get loose
then stitch u back together with the laces from ya dads boots

im the super cooch cougar
fingerin ya mom inside an uber going backwards
fuck backwoods
im pullin on a flask full of premium gas
in the back of ya class rockin an all black ski mask

comin w the shits that make u vomit
i see u on my dick well hop up off it
im solo dolo for the profit
she make my cock spit
(who tho?) ya bitch do yo
she on my boat right now lets see if she can float

im sick in the head twisted like a dread
terror comin back from the dead
wit a baggie full of lead and red lasers
settin fire to ya neighbors
immune to tazers
cut ya throat and eat the razor

im on the other side
drank too much bleach finally i died
everytime u look to the sky
you will see my eyes
starin back at u
with a 32 cocked
5  knives in my shoes
and a holographic mewtwo

im on the other side
popped too many pills i thought id never die
fuckin the reality i left behind
there is no after life just another knife
waitin for the psychopathic addict hiding in ya
attic plannin wen hes next attackin

the pathologic deranged homicidal prophet
obnoxious enough to stash a kilo in the cockpit
i got that sick shit ya hoe be fuckin with
knuckle bust ya lip
on a acid trip with all my lasers on my hip

call me king koopa the chemical abusa
im pullin up on ya ass with the 44 to shoot ya
i got the juice like bishop
comin to fix ur bitches makeup
then make her hiccup in ya bed before ya wake up

im goin off like a mothafuckin sprinkler
make ya knees weak before i cut u with a cleaver
and put ya body in my back pack
strapped with a fat gat
and a dead cat hangin from my fanny pack 

doin about a hundred with u in the trunk
now hold on tight becuz im bout to hit this gnarly speed bump
hear u scream and beg for mercy but i told u not to snitch
cuz if u act like a bitch u get fucked like a bitch

im on the other side
drank too much bleach finally i died
everytime u look to the sky
you will see my eyes
starin back at u
with a 32 cocked
5  knives in my shoes
and a holographic mewtwo

im on the other side
popped too many pills i thought id never die
fuckin the reality i left behind
there is no after life just another knife
waitin for the psychopathic addict hiding in ya
attic plannin wen hes next attackin

THE OTHA SIDE

Xanny

KILLSTREAK

CHUPACABRA

Katana ft. KILLY (Prod. Jaegen & Amir Jamm)

Wrong Is Right

LYRICS:

Hook:
tic toc flex, 35 bandz, bitch i'm up next, jacket on me and that shit comin straight from japan, lil fuckin junkie lookin for scraps (yah) like where u at, i'm up in france, is this your mans, he don't count bandz, me and az ain't got time for this trash, pull up on the forklift with all of this gas (x2)

Verse:
i got the coco flow dont get me started, i got all this green and that shit is imported, 
all of you pussy nothin but imposters, bitch i'm feelin numb anytime i'm recording,
bitch wanna fuck, she got brains like tesla
money money cash and that's my answer,
all of you fake , nothin but cancer, 
put me to grave and gimme sum rest huh,
i dont give a fuck about your mumbling, dumb mothafucka fall down the hill tumbling, you gon got fucked up now u need a surgeon, bitch mothafucka now you gon die a virgin
huh huh 35 bandz in the sack, in my eyes this a bag full of trash, lemme have that, lemme go back and donate it to your favorite trap.

Hook:
tic toc flex, 35 bandz, bitch i'm up next ,jacket on me and that shit comin straight from japan, lil fuckin junkie lookin for scraps (yah) like where u at, i'm up in france, is this your mans, he don't count bandz, me and az ain't got time for this trash, pull up on the forklift with all of this gas (x2)

Stream

Coco Veteran (Prod. A.2.Z)

Храни традиции

https://youtu.be/7BVCII3ODwU

https://vk.com/kaitoshoma

Bang Bang

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bAYnARprVY

To The Moon (prod. nedarb x captain crunch) *VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION*

Hiding In Plain Sight (prod. nedarb)

DOWNLOAD/STREAM https://terrorreid.ffm.to/outlawz

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/yi3C3FrgV2w

HOT VODKA 1 OUT NOW: terrorreid.ffm.to/hotvodka1

LYRICS:

(Terror Reid & Pouya)

Man, wassup?
It's Terror Reid, Pouya (Yuh, bitch)
408, 305
Coast-to-coast, you know how the fuck we ride

[Terror Reid]
I was born with the mind of a madman
Understand Terror pushin' dust like a fan
Goddamn you just found out that I'm the man? where you been at?
I get more head than a snapback cap
It's been like that since way before we bounced back
We snatching diamonds out the glass and we sell 'em right back
Fuck around and get jacked, nah, you can't have it back
The vanilla villain, always keep his train on the tracks
So gimme da cheese, hit the flo, Reid all up in ya hoe
Bust the four-five, nosedive, you ain't make it out the doe
Now we standing toe-to-toe, but I can't stand a filthy hoe
You ain't about this life so check yoself and get ghost
Oh, he ain't know?
I curl hoes toes with my flavor blasted flows
About enough dough to make a ocean explode
This ain't a joke, I ain't a TV show host
With the 305, demon doin' the most
And while we on the subject, you fuckin' with a suspect
He frontin' that we know that we fuck 'em up in public
He probably off that Prozac, swingin' from my ballsack
Just got the .9 shined, bitch made, and you don't want that
You can't rap like me, mofucka, I just started
Comin' to clean it up like Wahlberg in The Departed
So lemme pass it off to the OG trendsetta
Microphone shredda (Yuh), y'all mothafuckas betta (Yuh)

[Pouya & Terror Reid]
Follow me, follow me (Follow me)
I can show you everything you was supposed to see
Like ya family in the sea with they feet all in concrete, bitch
Grab yo' daddy's gun and come with me
(Grab yo' daddy's gun and come with me)
Follow me, follow me
I could show you everythang you was supposed to see
Like a million in cash, grab the cheddar, betta wear a mask
Outlaws in the cut, we 'bout to burn yo' ass

[Pouya]
You don't want me to bring it back to my old ways
It's always my way, baby, all-day
It's my day today, I'm playin' with the AK (Brr, brr)
Got the .40 clappin' broad day like "A Bay Bay" (A Bay Bay)
I'm feelin' myself, forty thousand on the felt
I gotta problem, can somebody give me help?
Better yet a belt, see me hangin' from my ceiling fan
No, I can't be yo Superman 'cause I can't save myself
Baby Bone got a bone to pick with rappers thinkin' they slick
They quick to lick the dick, they jumpin' ship-to-ship, no loyalty
Money, money, money, yeah, the root of evil
Got me jumping over backwards like Evel Knievel
Let me die like Elvis, where I feel my safest
I just pray the opposition don't find where the safe is
My bitches don't get fed until they bring me bread
How many rappers in my city really want me dead?
Hate turnin' to jealousy, then it turn into bullets
I look my enemy in the eye, yelling "Pussy, just pull it"
You 'bout that? I doubt that, I took yo baby mama straight to outback
And blew her fuckin' back out, I'm 'bout that

[Pouya & Terror Reid]
Follow me, follow me (Follow me)
I can show you everything you was supposed to see
Like ya family in the sea with they feet all in concrete, bitch
Grab yo' daddy's gun and come with me
Follow me, follow me
I could show you everythang you was supposed to see
Like a million in cash, grab the cheddar, betta wear a mask
Outlaws in the cut, we 'bout to burn yo' ass

(Terror Reid)
Uh, yo, HOT VODKA
Pouya, Reid
In this bitch, uh

Follow Terror Reid
http://instagram.com/terrorreid
https://twitter.com/terrorreid
https://www.facebook.com/terrorreid
https://soundcloud.com/terrorreid

Follow Pouya
https://www.pouya305.com
https://www.instagram.com/pouya
https://www.twitter.com/pouyalilpou
https://www.facebook.com/officialpouya

DOWNLOAD/STREAM

OUTLAWZ FEAT. POUYA

Last Dance

taken from my EP on https://soundcloud.com/overviewuk, "Tech Flex"

a lot has happened since i started this tune in september last year, thanks to everyone for listening and thanks https://soundcloud.com/inkwill & https://soundcloud.com/burnt-mood for contributing vocals :)

lyrics:
she got that stealth class half smile
black lace thigh highs
a voice that lulls me to sleep

she buttons up her jacket
sweeps her hair to the back
i wonder what's not for me to see

she lays a hand on my head
and i melt to my knees
a burning blush growing on my cheeks

as i glance to the side
she keeps her eyes on me
and it doesn't take much to see
i've fallen in deep

get on beatport

Fallen In Deep

California

California (prod. slight x billy martin)

Lyrics\Текст

[2pac]

I'm sippin' Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless

I'm a hopeless thug 
Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was

Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless

Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless

Another ticket get to kick it in court
Fuck the law give a shit I'm even worse than before I know
Hey nigga what the fuck is you wailin' 'bout
Soon as I hit the cell I'll be bailin' out

Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless

I'm a hopeless thug 
Ain't no love reminiscing on how close we was

Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless

Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless

*Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless
Tanqueray and juice and what's the use
cause I'm a hopeless*

I went from rags to riches quick
to socializing with the baddest bitches
went from a bucket to a rag with switches

[Gangsta Pat]

Motherfucker blind bitch
I'm on a killin' spree shoot

[2pac]

Hit the streets I'm in a rush to ball
I'm screaming Thug Life nigga fuck y'all

[Gangsta Pat]

Blind bitch
I'm on a killin' spree shoot

Motherfucker blind bitch
I'm on a killin' spree shoot

Everythang in sight
N' if you in my way bitch you gon' die tonight 

Through the hood lookin' fo' my fuckin' crew
I got the TEC, ready to rip a niggas ass in two
Somebody violated, yea they done got me started
And now its time that I leave them bitches broken hearted
___________________________________________________________

[2pac]

Я попиваю джин Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный

Я безнадежный головорез
Нет любви, напоминающей о том, как близко мы были

Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный

Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный

Еще одна повестка в суд
К черту закон, плевать, я ещё хуже, чем прежде, я знаю
Эй ниггер, о чем ты, черт подери, скулишь
Как только я попаду за решетку, меня выпустят под залог

Я попиваю джин Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный

Я безнадежный головорез
Нет любви, напоминающей о том, как близко мы были

Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный

Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный

*Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный
Танкерей и сок, а что проку
Ведь я безнадежный*

Я быстро вышел из грязи в князи к общению с самыми крутыми сучками
пересел с ведра в лоурайдер 

[Gangsta Pat]

Ебаная слепая сука
Я нахожусь на убийственной стрельбе

[2pac]

И когда я выйду на улицы, я поспешу сыграть в мяч
Я кричу Thug Life, ниггер, к черту вас всех

[Gangsta Pat]

Слепая сука
Я нахожусь на убийственной стрельбе

Ебаная слепая сука
Я нахожусь на убийственной стрельбе

Вы все в поле зрения
Нигга, если ты на моем пути сука, ты умрешь сегодня вечером

Через капюшон смотришь на мой гребаный сквад
У меня есть TEC, готовый разорвать задницу ниггерам пополам
Кто-то нарушил, да, они заставили меня начать
И теперь пришло время оставить их сук с разбитым сердцем

Kaito Shoma, Pozle - Hopeless Thug

DESERTBOYS

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