[Monoxide Twiztid and running with a motherfucking hatchet And the Three-6 could match it So uh, tell me where at
[Jamie Now where going down? Now where at home boy? (What? What, what?!?) Now where it's going Now where it's at home (What? What, what?!?)
[Jamie I ain't the to ask questions I'm the type of motherfucker to trip On anyone or all for the fuck of it We be the underground, we beneath And hoes like you while y'all asleep Now where it's going down, right here, now And on the North, East, West and South better get it up, y'all better represent this shit Twiztid, Triple-6 and Blaze, you fuck with it
J] You I ride with the ? cocked Quick to make your pop Memphis, Tenny, dirty Police and a block have to swallow drugs Niggas have to fake mug put they seat belt on Cut on the fucking On the top, we mob like on subjects, havin' a party If you cross the Three-6 Seperate your soul from Wrap your mouth with tape nigga We ain't gonna hope you Where the done hid the stash Or I'll have to pull trigga
Madrox](Monoxide Child) [Now where going down?] where it's at home boy?] (Thugs and killas, axes and dealers) [Now it's going down?] [Now where at home boy?] (Represent it 'til the day that I die, for boy)
Now where at? (drive-by!) claiming to be thugs Can't see me on Wit' and bananna clips I been dead, been back (it's that) dirty wit' a birdie And a throw-away in the (whooo!) Bitch, ya black-sack? By any means to elevate Never the contact (don't do it!) I put on the map Twiztid, Triple 6, and Go and ask them it's at
[Gangsta I a xanax Yo, I like to split wigs them to the white, fuckin' kidnap ya kids Take that niggas wife, psych, you in the trunk Get so fuckin' pumped, nigga, Boo is crunk What you niggas about them Calicoes and Glocks? Shit go pop, nigga, burnin' up ya block Fuck the fuckin' cops, call 'em, I don't a fuck you in the mud, motherfucker, nigga what?
Madrox](Monoxide Child) [Now it's going down?] [Now where it's at home (Thugs and killas, and drug dealers) [Now where it's down?] [Now where it's at home (Represent it the day that I die, for life boy)
[DJ Let me get a nigga straight wit' black-b-black haze Fuck it, I be ???, get-ge-get Niggas' eyes wide shut, they see me comin' Into the back, gun bangs to the chest, when I'm Jiggy-jack, ??? in my car Haters on acting stupid but they can't get that far Gotta around the world if you trying to hang wit' stars Fuckin' niggas be my smoke, fuckin' be my heart
Child] Watch you at? I can it from here Been wit' the dirt in my eyes for many years Do the math You see the mix We don't die, we wit' the Triple-6 Merciless, worldwide Ridin' your bitch-ass block, bumpin' Drive-By Blowin' up your High We leave you in the rubble Fuckin' wit' us is trouble
Madrox](Monoxide Child) [Now where going down?] [Now it's at home boy?] (Thugs and killas, and drug dealers) [Now it's going down?] [Now where at home boy?] (Represent it the day that I die, for life boy)
[Lord Gotta get it ghetto, the flower petal Pop the pistol metal, Rip one me 'em in the meadow, fuckin' wit' the devil Cold, but they call me Coked out, paranoid Orgys in the When Three-6 is on the vocal Marijuana scorched, like a of intercourse You will feel the When the Triple-6 is on the You wanna play in here Infamous, I'm shells Tie you to the Bitch, I'll help you make that fuckin'
Killa] From a gangstas point of I'm asking you, how does it To have the will to grab the And shoot until you Anybody Killa's feelin' wit' the Three-6 Drive-By, on the trigger, I'm addicted Where's it goin' I guess right here, so ya at? Runnin' wit' a hatchet, Phantoms in the back We put it for the psycho motherfuckers all around underground, everytime we seem to be in town
Madrox](Monoxide Child) [Now where it's going [Now where it's at home (Thugs and killas, and drug dealers) [Now where it's down?] where it's at home boy?] (Represent it the day that I die, for life boy) [Now it's going down?] [Now where it's at boy?] (Thugs and killas, axes and dealers) [Now where it's down?] [Now it's at home boy?] (Represent it 'til the day I die, for life boy)