Supa Dupa

Woo Uh, uh, uh, uh Break it down Yo Terror Reid where you goin'? Terror Reid where you been, son? Now I didn't wanna have to do this (well goddamn) But when I touch a mic suckers duck like I'm shootin' I'm bootin', cookie cutter butter soft rappers Wanna rip my style off me like a Snickers bar wrapper Just hand it over, man, I ain't gonna ask ya You ain't a capper, you's a cherry flavored actor (uh-huh) If that's ya bitch you should prolly come grab her 'Cause she in the studio feedin' me chicken flavored crackers What it do? I'm still the rude ass terror dude I still got da flu, still sniffin' supadupa glue (woo) And I ain't finna stop 'til I'm blue Keep talkin' that shit, you can kiss my kaboos And for the record I spot ya ho like a leopard I roll up downtown, that made her neck hurt With out any effort Cold blood, man, I need a sweatshirt The Molotov fire bomb lookin' for a pill presser Now I ain't said shit fo' a minute Still got mo' dough than a chef in a kitchen And I ain't gon' lie, man, I really been spendin' What da f******u think I did in this lovely pandemic? Legend has it, Reid in the lab cookin' magic And furthermore the shit he got in store is fantastic 'Cause last time I checked, man, he really been at it I heard he pulled a four with a semi-automatic The silly water drinkin', pilly poppin' stinkin' Demon still schemin' on a sucker bitch Neo pets lovin' tricks Steady goin' harder than most The king of the coast I'm floatin' on a boat stackin' whole wheat toast And never too quick to flip a cop Mothafuckers needa stop All the flockin' on my top, I'll drop' em like a stock You know the name and if ya don't, bitch, ya betta learn Go tell the cops Terror has returned Uh