[helicopter-murmurs]
Pickinand' up to the muder scripts
So come and dish it for the road
And the code of the motherfuckinand' triple six sitcom ugh
Makinand' sketchinand' the infetion from the rich and come along
For the mob on you or itand's the income
Ball on to the next century misery
Strike emand' got a murder that is goinand' down in history
A train from the north
Or train from the south
There isnand't
But they all collided through
The niggas died
Cause the green and pride
Cause i will prosue you
Screw you
Put a slug through you the voodoo bruetaly
Ride on seventh of the sign
On the sniper you can find
That my slug made emand' shiney jewelry
Mr. boogy man if i fall from
I smell some money in his hand
Take his side ugh
I donand't give a fuck
About you side
You can be from l-a, miami, or the n-y
Chorus x2
We gonna take you to the triple six club house
We got a plot for you already dug out
Iand'm gonna run outside man
And pop these thangs
Wanna wanna come play in a black reign
Hersand's drivinand' round your house
Who do you hate
Voodoo dolls restinand' on you bed throw devil setts
Aix ahh diss stick
Nothinand' up my sleeve
Money boost blazinand' quick just call me crowand's
For heand's blaaay!
Co got a luss for the devilish bus
And the triple six crash
And i touch like malencholy
Rollinand' every spot
Lookinand' for you ass and we hot
With the infrerred sewn in his flesh
And like some fuckinand' for life
We gonna cut ya into itty bitty parts
Meet me on your side of town
Where they keep the graveyards
Crush blasted rest lots of trash
Empty shades cracked
Sim city streets
Black males found in blood trails
Ainand't not enough mall for all yaand'll to provail
So that we an put to sleep
And they smeel while they pale
Sipinand' on the soft wines of your weet softy blood
My name is scarecrow
With yo welcome to my club
Chorus x2
