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
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)