SHOT BY: ‪@Itsphantomette‬
LYRICZ:
so what? i been asleep fo a minute, handlin my business
finally wakin up now, jumpin back in it
i gotta get it, i gotta have it, the cabbage
I’m lookin in the mirror right back at the savage
My bad, I had to tap in, album had me crackin
had to scrap the team because ya boy been snappin
it had to happen
burning bridges? nah I’m sewing stitches
sniper vision wipe a team with a simple sentence
I’m in ya set testin out my new set list
writin evil shit to give ya picky ass sepsis
buyin me a jet when the record label check hits
button in the oval, yain’t really wanna press this
ya see me in the cut, ya see my profile
steady runnin from the cops ya, i ran a couple miles
said I’m stealin product they ain’t know i took the whole
aisle
tell her “Terror in da room” n see ya hoe smile
uh
i remember burnin in a Prelude
steppin up to suckaz if they brash then i turn em into bitch
stew
holla at a chick who grabbin at my dick cuz my shit coo
blastin off a whip turnin my lips blue
takin 2 i guess dat make me double trouble
separate ya head I’m blowin bubbles in da blood puddle
heinous on a track thats why they dig me like a shovel
i slither in like Voldemort, I’m laughing at the muggles
i betcha ya take a tumble wen ya step into my typhoon
don’t gotta hold it in ya lookin like ya bout to cry soon
go getcha mama n a blanky, maybe catch a cartoon
I’m at the feddy bank I’m stickin tellers w a harpoon
off da sack, ain’t a draft dis a final
i think i broke my back like I’m Mike, shit spinal
so this one goes out to all my brothers and my idols
and suckaz recognize Terror hold tha title
uh