Knightowl - Highway 666 lyrics

* send corrections to the typ [Host:] Tonight I'm standing on highway 666 Running pretends like the Cortez shipwreck [Mr. Lil One] Stimulated by the slow track, I think I need to go back While I consume many ounces of the con'ag Who got your back dog ain't no need to lie Falsifed the wink in your eye I remember times when you cryid to me Put that on your life you never lied to me Now I'm trying to be just plain old me Where the f** did you get the nuts to put smug on me I'm a chop it up, roll it up and add a little bit of light now And I'm a tell you where you oughtah be right now Motherf**er riding on the campaign who got the champagne f**ing up my last name I got to rondevous with all of you So I'm gonna follow you and slaughter you All of you I'll tell you what you oughta do Get yourself a 4-5 put that in your mouth Pull the trigger motherf**er 'til you black out Here on [Chorus] Highway 666, is where we roam Is where we cripple motherf**ers in their dome Highway 666, is where we mob Is where we slaughter motherf**ers and their moms Highway 666, is where we hang Is where the evil motherf**ers come and bang Highway 666, is where we live Is where we cursed motherf**ers and their kids [Mr. Shadow] It's your worst thought, your spot is now taken I'm tripping off some bomb sh** now wait a second Who's stepping, tripping yapping or disrespecting All you loud mouth motherf**ers feel the murder weapon Situations where the average man Dies with his eyes opened and a gun in his hand Turn a man into a b**h you will get hit On highway 666 with broken bottles and sticks You kicked the bucket, me Knights and Lil say f** it Catch you in the shadows of your hood because we love it S.D. thugg'n Southern Cali maddness Valley of the damned were horriffic sh** happens Subtracting fools freom your block trick believe me You'll be a headliner missing like Chandra Levy Looks can be deceiving so don't judge the cover You just met the three Mistas motherf**er Here on [Chorus] [Knightowl] I'm cursed by the spooky sh** where blood likes to drip Where fools like to pack blades with garlic on the tip Pack a 4-5' smoke fools for the f** of it Watch a motherf**er beg shoot him in the f**in head Who gives a sh** not me, watch them die The sky be getting let but this ain't the 4th of Kuly b**hes that will yap take a nap with the sharks Meet us in the park were it gets crazy after dark I'll crack your f**ing dome shut them eyes like a jap Snap your f**ing spine, you best not f** with mine Highway triple six where your life well get stolen Tush a motherf**er if you feel the nuts swollen Come and take a chance where the devil likes to dance Have you ever seen a man piss up in his pants Cry like a baby chance's Slim just like Shady The last thing you seen was my fist clutch a 3-80 [Chorus] Highway 666