Terror Reid - Kill the Rich

BOBBY RAPS:i was going back and forth todaytake my time choosing what to saynow im getting thrown like a tantrumwaiting for these drugs to kick in like a bassdrumnow im finding it hard to breatheTERROR REID:if you bumping this track then i’m sure ya wanna knowthe absolute easiest way to stack doughyou prolly workin day jobs or cleaning someone else’s messso much stress ya got pain in ya chestwell sit and take notes i got knowledge to throwthe only way to get by is stealing from the rich folkthey got the nice cars and ice they pay the highest price just to gloatdon’t feel bad they got a boatfirst thing ya do is find a ballin ass cribya gotta lotta options take ya time get it inya betta do some diggin and try to find a spot that’s not hotwith limited security an what notfind out when they leave and when they come backrich fucks always got a tight schedule and all thatnow jack a cheap ass car that you can use for the boostbetter yet a set of stolen plates will dohead to the gun shop and use all the cash ya gotonce u got the heat stash it under the seatto be sure they ain’t home give the front door a knockit’s a rich dudes spot so ya can’t pick the lockinstead of that head to the back and find a window, now put ya gloves on and punch it out like a trick hoenext thing ya know ya on the insidebut ya gotta be quickset a timer for 5 and look alivei was going back and forth todaytake my time choosing what to saynow im getting thrown like a tantrumwaiting for these drugs to kick in like a bassdrumnow im finding it hard to breathe
now scope out the first floor look for nice shitwallets, keys, a watch anything you can getcheck the house for false floors cameras and trap doorseverything u see here tonight is now yoursfind out where they sleep, and check the sheets and flip the bedcheck the closets anywhere u think they keep breadbut keep ya hand on the heat in case they come backdon’t be afraid to blast em up or stab em in the backcuz they only thing standing between u and the cash is a bitch ass rich rat who can’t even act eventually you’ll find more cheese than u can spendescape the way u came in and watch the robbery endnow ya gotta act quick and ditch the evidence dispose of ya all clothes n shit and blow up the whipfigure out an alibi maybe you was with a bitchand she sucked ya dick so good ya passed out and didn’t do shitor maybe u was driving down the street and fell asleepcuz ya dick head boss make ya work all weekwhatever it is stick w that shit til it endsand don’t tell anybody not even ya closest friendsyou’d be surprised how quick ya homies hang ya out to drythey lie cuz they ain’t get they piece of the piewell fuck all that you earned every cent in the sacjust go home and count ya stacks and never look backits reidi was going back and forth todaytake my time choosing what to saynow im getting thrown like a tantrumwaiting for these drugs to kick in like a bassdrumnow im finding it hard to breathe

Written by:
Robert Richardson, Tanner Petulla

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