19 Jan TERROR REID – THE OTHA SIDE
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