MEMBERZ ONLY Lyrics – TERROR REID

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[Intro]
The intersection of two serpents, the symbol of opposites, duality, the war between good and evil
Today we’re gonna teach you a lesson that we’re not alone in the universe
There are humanoids that are living among us that are from another, uh, star

[Verse 1: TERROR REID]
Uh, go take a break and let me talk s*it
Another blade up in the back, ain’t hurt a bit
Memberz only, gripping wads up in a fist
I flip the latch again so go and (??) the fu*king script
Run up on ’em, think I’ll blast ya in the thorax
These faggots lacking funds got me sleeping like I’m Snorlax
I think I’m boutta slide up outta here, I need some more wax
We tracking hella dirt up in this b!tch, might need a floor mat
Grab they neck before I tune ’em like an instrument
My sword style intricate, I’m swinging off them stimulants
B!tch, don’t give a fu*k, I feel magnificent
I’m screaming from the studio with Dom, staying vigilant
(Dumbass, where’s my s*it, Imma need my s*it)
(From the studio with Dom, staying vigilant)
(I’mma need that, yeah)
(Alright let’s go)

[Verse 2: Domsta]
I contemplate on (??) counting cake
Turn a middle man to skin and bones fu*king up this plate
Don’t hide my plate, hoe, increase your weight
Back it up, flapping off the boat, straight to shrimp (??)
Double R with the D-O-M-S-T-A
Just two players hailing from the coast, baby, born and raised
Hate to see me clean and paid, shining through the shade
Charger (??) rolling on them things
5.7 chamber pistol going through the Chevy
Kinda hard to track this Hawk with that lil’ Hemi
Sad attempt to clip these wings, you get touched for twenty
Send ’em to the light, see the Blanco when you meet this Benny
(No friends)

[Verse 3: TERROR REID]
No friends, no problem, b!tch, it’s whatever
I’m at the bottom of the sea just to feel the pressure
Ain’t my fault ya’ll motherfu*kers turned me to a leper
Greedy b!tches begging me for bread, keep it off the record
Uh, but that’s a story for another day
I’m hanging back, I got a scope up on ya, far away
The kiss of death will smooch your booty either way
Nah, I’m just pissed because your (??) got another (??) yesterday
Got my time around my neck, it’s like I’m Flavor Flav
My mental cage got cold bars, ain’t slept for days
Been on the stage just to see if it’ll cool the rage
And if I lose my place, fu*k a mark, I’mma burn the page

[Verse 4: Domsta]
I’m sorry, but I gotta keep me high, head in the stars, heart in the sky
Couldn’t bring me down with bricks for shoes, oh, trust me they try
But had to sell 300 dimes, couple thousand times
Just to make the same today, I shake no hand, I clock no time
And let me show you by example, hate my motivation
Hate me ’cause I come just to collect or spark on conversation
Provide the next generation and hope they keep it sacred
Play it safe, watch each other starve, you eat, that’s living shameless
Broke and famous, American dream, you better make it
.38 tucked in my sleeve, I let it go like Samus
Young and dangerous, world in my hands, I had to take it
Promise if I get to lay one finger, you won’t come up stainless