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Buried Alive 2
Eliozie
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Terror Reid
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(Yeah, I'm- I'm- I'mma-)
I'mma put him in the basket
Wait, no, put him in the casket!
Douse it in some sulfuric acid
Proceed to throw the matches
And watch it burn to ashes, 'cause I am feelin' so graphic
I'mma cut your tongue out and teabag it with my big nuts
I will sew your lips shut and tie ya hips up
Puttin' salt in all your fuckin' wrist cuts, 'til it's blistered
Motherfucker do you get the fucking picture?
How fast will you react after I crash this flat black Cadillac
Into the back of ya whack Pontiac?
In fact, it seems your body's still intact
I'll pull you out the car, put it in reverse and then I laugh (hm!)
My eyes are turning orange, I make yo' whore cringe
I'll shoot your door hinge on a robin
While the floor spins, my bad
I must have panicked
I'm boofin' Xanax, still playin' with your gram's tits
'Cause Terror is not over with (put ya-)
Put ya hands in the sky if you ready to die
Terror Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive
Yet another mission, he starts the transmission and goes missin'
Can't find no heart rhythm (yo)
So put yo' motherfuckin' hands all the way to the sky
It's Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive
Six feet deep under the street is where you sleep
No other can defeat this discreet meat beatin' thief (ay, ay)
I finish first, never finish last
Steppin' on the gas, yeah I go and pass
Now you in the past, in the fast lane
In the droptop counting cash
Shove an hourglass up ya ass and head to first class
Now all these bitches lookin' at me
For the D, like a fiend
I'm a dream, up my self-esteem
I am on the screen, I'm a machine
Something that this world has never seen
I got the genes, flip the high beams
And empty the magazine (click-)
Click, clack, chicka boom pow!
Headshots straight between your fuckin' eyebrows
Literally lyrically confusing
I bought a 3D-printed Uzi
Because I've seen it in a movie
They pull up in a hooptie
And try to shoot me
I gave that ass a rash so fast
I hit 'em with the fuckin' two piece
So call the police, capisce?
'Cause this beast is off his leash
And I don't think you want to see me in the streets (put ya-)
Put ya hands in the sky if you ready to die
Terror Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive
Yet another mission, he starts the transmission and goes missin'
Can't find no heart rhythm (yo)
So put yo' motherfuckin' hands all the way to the sky
It's Reid and Eliozie 'bout to bury you alive
Six feet deep under the street is where you sleep
No other can defeat this discreet meat beatin' thief
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