Terror Reid - Uppercuts lyrics

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Terror Reid - Uppercuts lyrics

*SLIGHTLY INCOMPLETE/ROUGH* [Intro] Uh, Terror Reid Hey yo [Verse 1] Stare into, my f**ing eyes and you will see How your life could be before you met me Don't wait, G I meant you, and your little sister too I broke in ya house and blew chunks in the room Now look at that, I'm chillin' in ya mama's bubble bath Relaxin' Chewin' on that sh**, then use napkins I must've mistook it for ya grandma's tits She's into zippers and whips I'm talkin' freaky deaky sh**, b**h Torture you with gutter tubes And throw you out like rubbish Tie up all your limbs and then control you like a puppet The b**hes love it - putting c**aine in a bucket Serve it to the pigs and watch 'em cause a bunch of ruckus (Oh, it's like that?) Well kiss my mother f**ing a** crack, b**h And tell ya dad I want my adderall back, b**h I'll play you like monopoly, destroy your property I got a pocket full of pills so please prepare properly, Because [Chorus] 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 You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus I'm not that new to this Terror taking over coming straight out the mothaf**in' looney bin [Verse 2] I got the spastic tactics and unique techniques I'm Godzilla up in the streets, and King Kong in the sheets Take our way just to recover I sliced up all these chinks like bu*ter Then I nut under ya covers I used to f** the p**y during math cla** Now I f** the p**y or the tushy while I'm driving real fast R-E-I-D, he got a rare disease And grabbin' a gun that shoots mothaf**in' laser beams You 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 ya hearin' this sh**? 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 grandfather's whole pension Because [Chorus] 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 You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus I'm not that new to this Terror taking over coming straight out the mothaf**in' looney bin [Outro] It's Terror Reid mothaf**er (R-E-I-D)

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