Buried Alive

(Uh) (Like this, yo) (Like that) (I like that) (Storming up, call me to come up) (Yo) (Put your motherfuckin' hands all the way to the sky) (Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive) (Ayy, ayy) Fuck the Earth, put my dick in the dirt It's Terror Straight diggin' through your grandma's purse It's that disrespectful lunatic He's fuckin' up the game and shit Strapped with a beam sword, coolin' off a Vicodin My brain is oozin', who am I bruisin'? I'm choosin' to take the loot and, I'll strangle you with both hands Then borrow yo' stove to make some bomb ass toast Before I wet yo' folks, you better bring ya coat (Yo) Like Eminem, I'm about to black out, spaz out Looking for someone to beat the crap out Whip the ass out, hit the map route Then I passed out on the bath salts Eatin' asphalt in the cash vault (yo) Eli- Eliozie onto bigger things, onto better things I got iller dreams, life is pleasurin' Lots of commas I be measurin', like the treasury People pesterin', ties are severin', I'm busy renderin' (yo) So put yo' motherfuckin' hands all the way to the sky It's Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive Six feet deep under the street is where you sleep No other can defeat this discreet meat-beatin' thief Put ya hands in the sky if you ready to die Terror Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive Yet another mission, he starts the transmission and goes missin' Can't find no heart rhythm I am- I am not from this planet I did not plan this Go on and make a fuckin' sandwich for the banned man in the trash can Eatin' Xans, clutchin' bands, wearin' pink Vans As he does the Thizzle Dance Physically, not mentally, or spiritually insane, I'll eat ya brain With an ice-cold glass of lemonade Doin' cocaine off a razorblade, huffin' propane Feelin' like a pitcher as I'm chuckin' this grenade, mane (ayy, yo) My brain fried like a hashbrown Bitches droppin' pants down Like I'm a king with a damn crown Movin' quick, I don't ever stand down Ran down five cops Now they yellin' "Man down" (oops) I don't- I don't really give a shit about them I'mma do my shit without them It's astoundin' how motherfuckers really are surroundin' So I drown them in a fountain Now I'm climbin' mountains, shoutin' "Fuck them" (yo) So put yo' motherfuckin' hands all the way to the sky It's Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive Six feet deep under the street is where you sleep No other can defeat this discreet meat-beatin' thief Put ya hands in the sky if you ready to die Terror Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive Yet another mission, he starts the transmission and goes missin' Can't find no heart rhythm