Terror Reid - The Otha Side lyrics

[Verse 1] Ay yo It’s the master wicked Terror creepin’ in ya kitchen Takin’ pictures of your b**h then Dippin’ with a vengeance I’ll slice you and dice you Entice you to get loose Then stitch you back together With the laces from ya dads boots I’m the super cooch cougar Fingerin’ ya mom inside an uber Going backwards f** backwoods I’m pullin’ on a flask Full of premium gas In the back of ya cla** Rockin’ an all black ski mask Comin’ with the sh**s that make you vomit I see you on my dick well hop up off it I’m solo dolo for the profit She make my co*k spit (who tho?) Ya b**h do yo She on my boat right now Let’s see if she can float I’m sick in the head Twisted like a dread Terror comin’ back from the dead With a baggie full of lead And red lasers Settin’ fire to ya neighbors Immune to tazers Cut ya throat and I eat the razor [Chorus] I’m on the other side Drank too much bleach Finally I died Everytime you look into the sky You will see my eyes Starin’ back at you With a 32 co*ked 5 knives in my shoes And a holographic mewtwo I’m on the other side Popped too many pills I thought I’d never die f**in’ the reality I left behind There is no after life just another knife Waitin’ for the psychopathic addict hiding in ya Attic plannin’ when he’s next attackin’ [Verse 2] The pathologic deranged homicidal prophet Obnoxious enough to stash a kilo in the co*kpit I got that sick sh** ya hoe be f**in’ with Knuckle bust ya lip On a acid trip with all my lasers on my hip Call me king koopa the chemical abusa I’m pullin’ up on ya a** with the 44 to shoot ya I got the juice like bishop Comin’ to fix your b**hes makeup Then make her hiccup in ya bed before ya wake up I’m goin’ off like a mothaf**in’ sprinkler Make ya knees weak before I cut you with a cleaver And put ya body in my back pack Strapped with a fat gat And a dead cat hangin’ from my fanny pack Doin’ about a hundred with you in the trunk Now hold on tight becuz I’m bout to hit this gnarly speed bump Hear you scream and beg for mercy but I told you not to snitch If you actin’ like a b**h You get f**ed like a b**h [Chorus] I’m on the other side Drank too much bleach Finally I died Everytime you look into the sky You will see my eyes Starin back at you With a 32 co*ked 5 knives in my shoes And a holographic mewtwo I’m on the other side Popped too many pills I thought I’d never die f**in’ the reality I left behind There is no after life just another knife Waitin’ for the psychopathic addict hiding in ya Attic plannin’ when he’s next attackin’