Yung Plague - The Road To Hell Is Highway 59 lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Plague] b**h I got ice on my wrist That's to stop to slice from swelling b**h I'll burn a f**ing church and sell the ashes to the reverend Ask the weapon Ain't no stepping Ain't no climbing b**h I'm sliding and I wreck it Curbs getting swerved over b**h I murder then repress it Life full of lessons and I didn't learn sh** So I burned the school too Got a sandbox full of ashes for the kids Catch me shining in the Lac Got a diamond painted black Frame in tact Flame is back Get the f** up off the grid [Verse 2: Yung Scarecrow] Hi, I want to die Black out my eyes and crucify I fine in Satan's eyes Carry my sixes around with pride k**er, k**er sweeping the bodies Tony the Tommy with grip on the shotty Low life creeping and plotting Suboxone on me with a script of neurotin Body numb speaking in tongues Opium tar in my lungs Pistol packing skull cracking I'm that f**ing gothic savage Vampire laced in satin Love to catch a f** boy lacking Cadillac macking crackhead Tracking all who slacking ratting [Verse 3: RVMIRXZ] f**in with the evil ones straight from the crypt Drenched in the blood from the souls that I rip Creep through the darkness I'm murderin' bustas I'm huntin whatevers inside of my circuits I'm burnin these bodies I'm diggin up graves Stuck in the place where Jesus won't save Triple 6, satan's kids, G to the 59 don't play sh** Serial k**ers we sellin our souls f**in with us and your body will fold Step in the shadow where nobody knows Beggin for life but it's instantly cold Voices inside of my head Fitted for murder and blood to be shed Creep out the darkness The devil once said if you f**in with him then its d**h to ya head Murda