Three 6 Mafia - f**in' Wit Dis Click lyrics

-?scream?- How can you have faith in a god That can not even control creation How can he lead you to salvation There is no hope in chaos-only Welcome to the other side of reality And this is your eternity (eternity) (juicy-j) The end of the world I can see it comin' So i pack my nine millimeters and i start Huntin' For these n***as that talk sh** Man these hoes will never quit until ya Leave'em hangin' from a tree or thrown In a ditch Which one of you n***as think you really got them guts To walk up to his house, knock on his door Let'em feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge Backed up by an a-k Fore you go to bed at night you b**hes Better kneel and pray Cause when it's business We takin' care our business I'm cappin' on any punk witness Or any foo wanna get in it Man this sh** is real Not them stories you put in your raps Not even that bullsh** you talk behind A n***a back Let me make it simple and plain Run up and you'll get your brains-blown To the side of the curb with that plastic Thang-thang meaning glock 19 With the 20 clip You don't wanna f** with this You don't wanna f** with this Chorus x4 Therefore all you clicks, and you clans And you crews f**in',f**in' with this click And we gon' bring it to your a** (koopsta knicca) Man for a pety crime i swear i'll die Before i do some time b**h the koopsta ma**ive when i murder With the muthaf**in' plastic nine Corpses that we tortured in the chevy Voices won't let me rest Could this be the end yet Or a message sent from satan (n***a omens) They open the gates of horror For them horror lords We tortured the cases who arrested The faces of triple six Devil sh** sorcerer (k** that b**h, chop that b**h) Or you might get caught on a crucifix I'm sick of that burning inside of my Cradle i'm wishin' that he could just come Yet This nina gots no trigger so i'm clickin' Real quick like a serial k**a mon' Straight from that south for real'a I'll buck you dead my n***a And it's a shame when i dropped'em off The break mane In return i got no thangs I went in dark room fool koop be jackin' For their thang Everytime i see's you slippin' I go and load up my mac-10 (mac-10) Victims of my devil's playground Come burn with me until the end Chorus x4 (lord infamous) Tossin' the dead body over my shoulder And sure to break out with my shovel Or let evil look forward And i start to dig up and toss in the body And give up more money as bank of the sore Three seperate bodies hacked up with a axe And i think a big sack Been chewed up by rats I'm just writing these poems They bring to renown cause a triple six Night to rescore Split rists with nee-dles in my fists And amidst', thy clicks, of tricks No i'm not a christian But i'm mentally ill and i don't Understand all the reasons Well i think it's k**in' season And neither does my schitzophrenic friends So therefore n***a due to my mental Defocalty Scarecrow is only entertained By helping enemies bleed Let all the bodies soak in all the blood Let's go smoke with that chick with no pity I bloody cut chop up they shell goes in 20 gauge Finally thinkin' like i was fright-nit-ting I'm havin'no thoughts Of the lives i've done lost When i'm blazin' the streets with gauge fire Cause i'm havin' a halloween slaughter It turned my gun focal Just thank micheal myers No mutilation's paralyzations Got no patience when i'm chasin' Down a patient Tryin' to thwart a**a**ination Chorus x4 (dj paul) I'm on a cross lucifer please cut me free (cut me free) I'll draw your portrait if you pull these nails out my feet (nails out my feet) My cross turns upside down And finally i'm loose I flip the land and released the others who sinned, tha scarecrow and the juice I look to the sky and all i could say was "finally it's on again" No lord could stop us now Cause the demons reborn again My praise The first power found me So i could never coward out A mind for murder but the barrel couldn't tell you half about this antichrist Look into my eyes tell me what you see The demonic man about scarecrowism Saints can you feel me I try for years and years Sinkin' this one day of depression Stormy weather and church bells Ringin' to the election of a new-follower Follow me into the trees Watch me rob adam And watch me rape eve In this eve of destruction Most will probably wonder Will dj paul, the triple six click And hell take'them under -laughter- (juicy j) b**h, now never -laughter- -sounds of rain and church bells fade-