[Hook]
Triple six, triple six, triple six smoked out
Now I'm high really high, mane, I'm about to shout
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
The Indo's creating illusions
The substance infesting my brain cell is causing confusion
I picture teflon in slow motion
It's piercing through flesh and continues to cruising
Wait think straight, don't haste paste penetrate
Face ace sake place base, damn I think I'm crazed
Terrors the error no errors within my terror
Are you scared of 6-double-6, demonically elegant elements
A manic depressive agressiveness, stress me b**h
And you will feel the strength of my weapons kit
Tric-kory, hic-kory, dickory dock, I smoke top notch bud crop
The D, the O, the P, the E, I need the B, the L, the U-N-T
Because that green power flower got much love
I tell you don't f** with the Triple 6 mane
Cause you know that we on them d**
Damn I'm going off with this blunt outter space rock
Lord Infamous, I keep clouds of smoke flyin out my mouth
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca]
Who's that busting up in my door
Was way too slow, I hit the floor
They shot up all my n***as in the kitchen flipping dominos
Blood all on my leg, I wiped this sh** up to my f**ing head
Caught them trizzicks slipping, buck them busta b**hes dead
Peace out to my n***as Tim and k**a, they're my broadies
My momma said there be day like this
But my daddy never told me
And that's why I'm a hard lead twisting on my dreads
I'm scared, a n***a dead, it's in my f**in' head
Thinking I would hesitate and wait to buck your b**hes down
Read up on my tis n***a cause I ain't no damn hologram
But I'm clicking whit that quickness
Like a sickness from that Triple 6
Drop you winning a splander
Cut you up like Jeffrey Dahmer b**h
Really I could care less 'bout a n***a tryin' to flex against
The mothaf**in' Tech, you get some *shots* up in your neck
And when see you the Koopsta Knicca it's a f**in' redruM
Run, run, run 'fore I leave ya damn body numb
[Hook]