Uppercuts

Uh, Terror Reid Hey yo Stare into my fucking 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 your house and blew chunks in the room Now look at that, I'm chillin' in your mama's bubble bath Relaxin', chewin' on a shitty used napkin I must've mistook it for your grandma's tits She's into zippers and whips, I'm talkin' freaky deaky shit, bitch Tourture you with gutter tubes and throw you out like rubbish Tie up all your limbs and then control you like a puppet The bitches love it, putting 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 mother fucking ass crack, bitch And tell your dad I want my Adderall back, bitch I'll play you like monopoly, destroy your property I got a pocket full of pills, so please prepare properly 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 You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus I'm not that new to this Terror taking over, coming straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin I got the spastic tactics and unique techniques I'm Godzilla in the streets, and King Kong in the sheets Take 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 driving real fast R-E-I-D, he got the rare disease And grabbin' a gun that shoots mothafuckin' 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 stich? Are ya 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 grandfather's whole pension 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 You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus I'm not that new to this Terror taking over, coming straight out the mothafuckin' looney bin It's Terror Reid, mothafucker (R-E-I-D) Comin' out the rubble (The illist) He causin' trouble Someone grab a fuckin' muzzle (Vodka bitch) (You don't know shit)