Terror Reid 🔫

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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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ayo check this son, im finna wreck this one
fuckin up the game and tuggin on ya necklace hun
it is i, the masked guy who shouldnt be alive
divin head first into a muthafuckin bee hive

so dont look behind ya, cuz reid is always on ya
kidnappin bitches just to cook me some lasagna 
i flip shit sick with a limp wrist kid and pop the lid of this mutha with vvs grin

oh u on one? well bitch im on a hundred
these tablets make me laugh, 
infact i popped a couple caps on my way back to the cabbage patch 
i stay strapped wit fat gat to peel ya cap all the way back 

cuz I ain't got no mutha fucking time to kill 
sittin bitches down servin my dick as they last meal 
always comin with that 123 
yessiry g its me RE to the ID

so fuck everybody and fuck everyone
solving all my problems with a fully loaded hand gun
step into the ring and witness the savages sting
the muthafuckin king claimin thrown once again
fuck everyone and fuck everybody
spending all my time in a shed countin bodies
the masked chrome killa bumpin j dilla
hittin a lick will make u sick ain't nobody illa

i gotcha new chick straight nibblin on my nuts
hit her twitter smack her shitter then i dump in her guts now check it
i got more ammo than rambo and i prefer my eggs scrambled 
got me lit like a candle ill leave ya man handled 

i told u who was next
throwin uppercuts straight at ya chest
the best pest of the west here to project a mess and ingest flesh unless i murder the rest
who woulda guessed it yes terrors possessed kid

ill grab ya adam’s apple til i hear ur throat crackle
i tend to use futuristic weapons during battle 
im posted in the castle eatin princess peaches asshole
but i forgot where i was at lets bring it back yo 

and  turn this shit up cuz it ain't loud enough
bustin out the cut like a overweight cake stripper slut
ill chew u like a tooth pick and steal ya new kicks
don’t catch me red handed bitch 
cuz that’s the hand that i shoot with

FUCK EVERYBODY

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it be the animalistic, sadistic, cryptic
mystic with the mega ballistics
check the statistics im stealin ya sisters digits
grippin timid midgets, tippin infinite whippits
sitting back developing cataracts fast 
from all these trash millennial wack rap acts
oh u call ur self a gang bangin thug countin stacks?
and makin racks off ya trash ass raps? bitch relax
we all know u still live at home w both ya folks 
ya neva been poked ya neva fucked those hoes
ya neva even held a gun befo 
silly bitches pretending they whippin shit in they kitchen, well listen
go and find ya daddies shiny gun rack
grab the biggest gat and make it fast before he comes back
good now find out where he keeps the bullets at
youll only need one so don't grab the whole fuckin pack

welcome back to the real deal its the whole meal
i'm the illest mother fucker who won't hesitate to break the seal
stormin tha gates it's back to basics 
i'll let u taste it then peel ya face just face it
cuz i'm the quickest shit since the invention of the wheel
i never fuck w bitches who ain't wearing high heels
so kick back and witness this sickness that is this 
its terror reid up in this, im writing the prescriptions 

find a comfy place where u can sit now
load the clip put it in ya mouth and bite down
but before you go splat, think back to another time 
where mother fuckas actually rhymed and crossed the line
i'm sick of this shit can't understand u wen u spit
but wen i can it's same mutha fuckin subject
“pussy lean backwoods gold chains and xanax”
no one gives a fuck how much u spending on ya amex 
well fuck that shit bitch i'm snorting mutha fuckin anthrax 
i chop it up with a axe kick bakc n relax
ill beat my self w a bat
cuz i'm a maniac i fact 
i'll ask ya fuckin bitch to spit if i want a cum back
matter of fact that's only the half my ill intentions 
i'll teleport to the morgue and have a dead corpse convention
and after that, shit ill hang up my hat
ay to satan if u can hear me dawg, pls call me back

STORMIN THA GATEZ

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the mutha fuckin brain bug
im done givin hugs 
done givin a fuck about a set of buns
or the bitch they belong to 
spreadin news like fumes
hop out tha dark and twist you like a rubix cube
Ain’t rep a set, Ain’t got a jet, No chain yet
but ill cut ya legs off and wear em round my neck
so you can crawl ya bitch ass all the way back to mommy
and tell her all about the human tsunami

who the fuck is next to bite the end of my bat?
then ask ya self how terror reid got moves like that
well im a pimp with a limp cookin bitches like garlic shrimp
ya fuck around and catch a brick to ya lip
cuz i dont play that shit bitch
gun me down ill bet ya miss cuz 
“its the triple 6 in the mix straight from H-E double hockey sticks”
and what the fuck is this?
ya probably spent ya whole label check on ya wrist

in other news
the pews are still huge and filled with soon to be doomed 
confused goons with loose screws and skewed views
on life tools and whatever else
using kiddy-lovin’ elders to better they selves
well heres a newsflash, its 2017 and we aint dead yet
but that bitch in the back row could be gone any second
go ahead and eat the bread you callin “body of christ”
and sacrifice ya life, you’ll burn in hell if u dont act right

this shits a fuckin scam and half the nations brainwashed
time to seperate the wicked ones at all costs
ya lost bitch and so are ya kids 
ya closed minded simple fucks bout to be the shits that ends all this
its all a lie
theres no magic guy in the sky
waiting for you when you die
so open your eyes, is you high?
i mean i should fuckin know ive already died 5 times
i swear to shit
matter of fact make it 6

MUSIC VIDEO

CHERNOBYL

are u still there? can you hear me?
is this everything you thought that it would be?
or was it really just a game don’t lie
im seein signs
of the cold lies in ya eyes
you need a new car?
u need a louie bag?
stop crying baby girl why u doin that?
and if i had one wish
it’d be this,
our very own planet
with a bed n some netflix
a need a new fix, don’t need a new bitch
hope is gone none of this ever meant shit
and now my lips stay trembling 
i knew i shoulda called that ambulance
cuz now your gone and he’s gone too 
baby just look what u made me do
i didn’t wanna do it but i told u that i would
now u both dead in the woods
-
now i’m lying in a bathtub
eyes wet nose bloody 
tryna find a way to make it all sound funny
but i can’t
separate my feeling like a man
like yo man
try and understand the death at hand
contemplatin on a ledge tryna take the edge off
wondering when you gonna take that mask off
ill back off and run away
try to head the other way
wont u stay? never mind
i kno you’ll find me baby take ya time
-
i focus on your diamond eyes 
i wish i had the time to cry
but my mind is full and my heart so empty
ever since the day u left me
and that shits still burnin in my brain
i try to fight it  but became friends with the pain
so fuck yo mane and fuck you u can’t havem
matta fact lemme grab my magnum
drivin too fast now
too drunk bout to pass out
got the window down to flick my ash out
pull up to the crib real shit
doors locked 
find a window 
cave it in
this is it
4 in the morning is when it all happened
found u both sleepin u were wearin his jacket
sweaty hands on the 45
u died w the same dead look in ur eyes

DEAD TO ME

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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

CRUISIN Feat. Nick Colletti

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1 2 3 4 5 6 7
buckshots to ya back to send ya ass to heaven
i’m packin mac elevens just in case u get to testin
somebody grab this microphone before i molest it 
uh
im pullin up in a limousine tinted
with a gang of bad bitches
stayin saucey like ya momma chicken
shut up n listen to my mission
im tryna take my ass out
and make all these other rappers kiss it

don't give a fuck about no ass or whores man
im robbin liquor stores for smores and arizona cans
so hit the deck cuz i lost my mind again
the sickest citizen spittin verbal carcinogens

its terror reid be on the scene 
rip ya spleen like fabric black ops tactics
u want the smoke well u can have it
the most important asset im fuckin fantastic
ill go to ya funeral and squeeze the nina in the casket

everybody in the shack back to front front to back
lift ya hands like that and bounce back
everybody in the place throw ya hands to space
rock ya head back n forth and make dat stank face
to all my ladies in the front start shakin ya butt
raise ya blunts to the sun and get spun
and all my fellas back there put ya drink in the air
and bounce back like u just don’t care

but wait a second why yo girl still obsessin?
u stuck first base and i’m out here stealin second 
check the method 
wen i’m on the mic it ain’t pleasant
you say that shit again and ima hunt u like a pheasant 

she bust it wide open then i tell her bring it back like ill will
i still kill when i’m ill off a pill
she climb my dick like jill and make that pussy spill
i ain’t tryna to chill, i came to kill

i do what i want how i want and when i want it
ill teach ya ass a lesson like i’m hooked on phonics
im wreckin shit like a derby u cant hurt me
and u know i leave ya hoe babbling like a furby

i draw steel make that shit stank like raw veal
u only want a bite but u gon get the whole meal
talk is cheap that’s why i charge a milli on a beat
and make it out to reid you keep the receipt 

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BOUNCE BACK

MUSIC VIDEO
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LYRICS:

(Reid)
Fuck the Earth Put my dick in the dirt
its terror
straight digging through ya grandmas purse
its the disrespectful lunatic
hes fuckin up the game and shit
strapped with a beam sword cooling off a vicodin
my brain is oozin who am i bruisin?
im choosin to take the loot and
ill strangle you with both hands
then borrow ya stove to make some bomb ass toast before i wet ya folks
ya better bring ya coat

(Eliozie)
Like Eminem im bout to blackout, spazz out
lookin for someone to beat the crap out
whip the ass out
hit the map route then i passed out
off the bath salts eatin asphault in a cash vault
eliozie onto bigger things ointo better things
i got iller dreams life be pleasuring
lots of commas i be measuring like the treasury
people pesterin
ties are severin im busy renderin

(Reid)
so put yo muthafuckin hands all the way to the sky
its reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
6 feet deep under the street is where you sleep
no other can defeat this discreet meat beatin theif

(Eliozie)
put ya Hands int eh sky if you ready to die
terror reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
yet another mission he starts the transmission and goes missing
cant find no heart rhythm 

(Reid)
I am not form this planet i did not plan this
go on and make a fucking sandwich
for the banned man in a trash can eatin xans clutchin bands
wearin pink vans as he does the thizzle dance
physically not mentally or spiritually insane ill eat ya brain
with an ice cold glass of lemonade
doin cocaine off a razor blade huffin propane
feelin like a pitcher as im chuckin this grenade mane

(Eliozie)
My brain fried like a hash brown
bitches drop they pants down
like im a king with a damn crown
movin quick i dont ever stand down
ran down five cops
now they yellin man down
oops
i dont really give a shit about them
ima do my shit without them
its astoundin how mutha fuckas
really are surroundin so i drown them
in a fountain now im climbin mountains shoutin 
fuck them

(Reid)
so put yo muthafuckin hands all the way to the sky
its reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
6 feet deep under the street is where you sleep
no other can defeat this discreet meat beatin theif

(Eliozie)
put ya Hands int eh sky if you ready to die
terror reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
yet another mission he starts the transmission and goes missing
cant find no heart rhythm

BURIED ALIVE

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BURIED ALIVE 2 FEAT. TERROR REID

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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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so check it out, finna tell u what i’m all about
ya times runnin out so don’t make me spell it out
ya fuck w reid and thats a doubt
i pull-up in ya town and blast the teeth straight up out ya mouth
w the magnum 
my style stay platinum
skills u lack em, hoes know go ask one
colder than a sickle got ladies rubbin they nipples
pretty simple
fuck around and get crippled

cuz first things first bitch i’m the boss
chew u like floss leave ya face without a bottom jaw
let the game die bitch ill kill it if i have to
and if they ask who they betta not ask you
cuz you don’t wanna fuck wit a pimp
got a dick like a blimp so i walk wit a limp
im here to show ya folks that im the realest it can get
i’ll bet my style so smooth it'll make ya mommas coochie wet

WHEN ITS ALL GONE
WHAT U BELEIVE IN
SICK OF ALWAYS HEARIN IT
WHAT U BELEIVE IN
MOTHAFUCKAS THINK IM LOSING IT
WHAT U BELEIVE IN
BUT I DONT FIVE A FUCK
KNUCKLE UP BUTTERCUP 

1 2 3 4 to the 5
suicide ain’t work im still alive
6 7 8 and the 9 millimeter 10 shots make it hot like a heater
i don’t trust much but i dust fools with a slim uppercut
takin off the mask movin up
my shit suck less then a hoe with a flat chest
ya bitch look sick so i take her to the vet

bet

my rhymes just be wicked like that
throwing up the set with a fully automatic 
i got the rhythm with the most steez hoe please 
now i gottem down on both knees
break ya bitch like bread coast to coast bodies be dead when i boast
my shit gross
the host with the most burn ya like queso
u got a problem just say so

WHEN ITS ALL GONE
WHAT U BELEIVE IN
SICK OF ALWAYS HEARIN IT
WHAT U BELEIVE IN
MOTHAFUCKAS THINK IM LOSING IT
WHAT U BELEIVE IN
BUT I DONT FIVE A FUCK
KNUCKLE UP BUTTERCUP

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WHEN ITS ALL GONE! (WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN?)

VIDEO
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ELIOZIE & TERROR REID - KRYLON

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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

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LYRICS

Welcome, to my hotel room
A hotel room freestyle
You already know, let's go
It goes like this, it goes exactly like this

Life goes on like a windmill
Only plot I got is to grip steel, make a mil
Stayin' real, always ill from 1993 til
Souls of mischief did it better still
Whatever on ya skin like leather flap you like a feather
Don't depend on the weather, you know I'm better
Than most these clowns ya be seeing on the TV
'Cause I don't need cream, I got enough for me see
I'm like a dairy farm I make cheese when I please
This untapped potential have you stuck on ya knees
Spewin' goop like a slut when they sneeze
Jack ya wallet with ease, bruised lids from a lack of sleep
Put a chrome to ya dome and eject the meat
I'll take my seat now, Big G on the beats, kaplow
Don't move dude I got some more food for ya mouth
Turn this old church to a fuckin' slaughterhouse
But hold the phone, pick up all the pieces of ya head blown
I love drugs but I'll never condone
Knockout a cop in the comfort of my own home
Fuck pigs, 'til I'm six feet, overgrown
Head to hell screamin' "Fuck 12" 'til I'm out the ozone
Then dust 'em off like a camera lens
Whip a Benz y'all should really see how far my shorty bends
And how my shotty ends life put 2 thru you and save the rest for ya wife
Bitch good night
I love my wife, but fuck life
Could get a murder charge just to see what the fuck it feels like
Leave me alone
Could give a fuck who you with bitch I said leave me alone
Feed ya Momma a bone, give her a treat if she make me a scone
Live ya life and get the fuck off ya phone
Appreciate the moment and you'll never be alone
I can't surf, but I'm gnar like Spicolli
Flat ya like some dough
And cut ya up like pepperoni
Personal pan pizza in the oven bitch I'm hungry
I eat these fools faster than a mothafuckin' humvee
My honey got a rump that make
Humpty Dumpty land on his feet
Capiche?
Damn Reid be off the leash
I been kicked around, eaten up, chewed and spit out
My mind was torn to pieces so I ripped that shit out
Ten years down the drain, guess I wasn't cut out
Fast forward 2020, who you listen to now? (Reid)
Mothafuckas gettin' sick off the clout
They'd rather suck each other off
Instead of figure it out
Reid's here to patch it up like a squeaky leaky water spout

Like a squeaky leaky water spout
Imma clean this shit up
Imma kill this shit
Just for fun I don't even have to
Someone's gotta do it
That's why I'm here
Hot Vodka Volume 1


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Windmillz

TERROR REID - WINDMILLZ

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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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Kill the Rich

TERROR REID - KILL THE RICH FEAT. BOBBY RAPS

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(I don't know dude, ship it)
(Ship it dog, I ain't got time for that shit, let's go uh)
(Once again
My shit's low
Turn it up
Reid in the cut)

They don't be calling me Terror for nothin'
I'm always up to something
I'm bumpin' lines in a 4 doe, slumpin'
Dunkin' on punks who tryna throw me off
Try to show me off acting like we tight
They wanna jack me off
But here's the thing
I make it loud 'til they ears ring
This game yang so I must be the ying
Grab my thingy-thing
Pass it to the left and now we giggling
Toes tingling I'll start mingling
Off top like mysterio
Really lyrical
Terribly hysterical
I make 'em soggy like cereal
Here we go bitch crack it open
I'm rollin' up a doobie, hockin' loogies while I'm smokin'
Yolkin'
Yo I think yo thing broken
Toss her off a ledge and watch her head pop open
I keep it raw, like my shawty ass when I smack it
I never practice
Hand me a mic and I'll attack it
Samurai moves that make ya neck turn elastic
I jack the keys to your hatchback and crash it
Dustin' off my tee like you'll never believe
I be stickin' words together like sap from a tree

You think you clever on the mic bitch?
Say no mo'
My shit is boss when I'm spittin' it
Say no mo'
Throw ya hands, I'll throw mine
Catch you frontin' for the last time
I'ma blast ya ass into the past time
You got a man that need a chin check?
Say no mo'
Light 'em up like a cigarette
Say no mo'
I got the ice and the gold the cash flow and the clothes
But it still ain't enough yo I need some mo'

(I really do)
(Let it ride
Let it ride out 'til it dry out)

Well how it be, what it do? Yeah fool I'm looking at you
I been in it for a minute, can't limit what I do
So what's the deal? Disintegrating mics is my skill
I'm off a couple pills I just can't stay still
For real
And while I'm at it lemme grab the cash out da reggi
My wordplay heavy and my trunk say Chevy
My mind constantly makin' nonsense
Processing what I want it's Reid in the gauntlet
The best yet, I dress wet no necklace
I'm blessed wit a style that's straight reckless
Punk say it with ya chest you know I'm next
You can keep ya bloody check
Cause I do what I can to stack ricotta
Bust yo medulla oblongata
Underground warlord jumpin' out a choppa
I never stoppa
It only take one shot to make your head poppa
I got tha
Jumbo prawns, the brains and the brawns
Rest in peace Big L yo
I gotta put it on
Like I said before y my shit go
Like wheels on the track ya ain't even know
Say no mo'

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Say No Mo'

TERROR REID - SAY NO MO'

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Intro

TERROR REID - INTRO

//Dubstep//House//EDM//
Gaming is cool, shut up mum!

Terror Reid 🔫

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