Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, Terror Reid
Ay, yo
Stare into my fuckin' 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, I'm chillin' in ya mama's bubble bath
Relaxin', chewin' on a shitty used napkin
I must've mistook it for ya grandma's tits
She's into zippers and whips
I'm talkin' freaky-deeky 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, it's like that?)
Well, kiss my motherfuckin' ass crack, bitch
And tell ya dad I want my Adderrall back
Bitch, I'll play you like Monopoly, destroy your property
I got a pocket full of pills, so please prepare properly
[Verse 2]
Because I am the one who is next up
Hit you with the uppercut, slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts
T-E, double R-O, to the R
Speedin' 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, I'm not that new to this, Terror takin' over
Comin' straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin
[Verse 3]
(Check it)
I got the spastic tactics and unique techniques
I'm Godzilla in the streets and King Kong in the sheets
Takes 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 I'm drivin' real fast
R-E-I-D, he got a rare disease
And grabbin' a gun that shoot mothafuckin' laser beams
Ya know, anything is possible with these secret unlockables
Unstoppable, gettin' head from Kim Possible
And Ron's in the back with his naked mole rat
Give him a hit of acid and a DVD of Rugrats
What's the sitch? Are you hearin' this shit?
That I'm spillin' out my lips as I'm pullin' on some whippets
Just sit back, relax and pay attention
The masked maniac is back and stole ya grandfathers' whole pension
[Verse 4]
Because I am the one who is next up
Hit you with the uppercut, slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts
T-E, double R-O, to the R
Speedin' 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, I'm not that new to this, Terror takin' over
Comin' straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin
[Verse 5]
It's Terror Reid, mothafucka (R-E-I-D)
Comin' out the rubble (Nothin' less)
We 'causin' trouble
Someone grab a fuckin' muzzle
(Ya don't know shit)
Written by: Tanner Petulla
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