| Uh, Terror Reid
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| Hey yo
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| Stare into, my fucking eyes and you will see
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| How your life could be before you met me
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| Oh, wait, G, I met you, and your little sister too
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| I broke in ya house and blew chunks in her room
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| Now look at that, I'm chillin' in ya mama's bubble bath
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| Relaxin'
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| Chewin' on a shitty used napkin
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| I must've mistook it for ya grandma's tits
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| She's into zippers and whips
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| I'm talkin' freaky deaky shit, bitch
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| Torture you with garden tools
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| And throw you out like rubbish
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| Tie up all your limbs and then control you like a puppet
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| The bitches love it - putting cocaine in a bucket
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| Serve it to the pigs and watch 'em cause a bunch of ruckus
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| (Oh, it's like that?)
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| Well kiss my mother fucking ass crack, bitch
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| And tell ya dad I want my adderall back, bitch
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| I'll play you like Monopoly, destroy your property
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| I got a pocket full of pills so please prepare properly, Because
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| I am the one who is next up
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| Hit you with the uppercuts
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| Slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts
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| T-E double R-O to the R
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| Speedin' down ya block in a stolen cop car, because
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| I am the one who is next up
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| Hit you with the BMX X-Up
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| You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus
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| I'm not that new to this
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| Terror taking over coming straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin
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| (Check it)
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| I got the spastic tactics and unique techniques
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| I'm Godzilla in the streets, and King Kong in the sheets
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| Takes a week just to recover
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| I slice the booty cheeks like butter
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| Then I nut under ya covers
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| I used to fuck the pussy during math class
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| Now I fuck the pussy or the tushy while I'm driving real fast
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| R-E-I-D, he got a rare disease
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| And grippin' a gun that shoots mothafuckin' laser beams
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| You know, anything is possible with these secret unlockables
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| Unstoppable - gettin' head from Kim Possible
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| And Ron's in the back, with his naked mole rat
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| Give him a hit of acid, and a DVD of Rugrats
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| What's the sitch?
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| Are ya hearin' this shit?
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| That I'm spillin' out my lips as I'm pullin' on some whippets
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| Just sit back, relax, and pay attention
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| The masked maniac is back and stole ya grandfather's whole pension
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| Because |