All Black Attire
Shush & Oni Inc.
3:35I jump on top of a cop car, shouting "I'm above the law" Yeah, I'm so high I'm above the law (Uh) Jail time in my pocket if they find it I ain't walking, now I'm gliding like I'm riding Down, down, down to hell (Yeah) Whatcha wanna do about it I'm a motherfucking undead G Triple 6, we're the ones with the dead eyes (Who?) Take that risk and we do it well No comment, SEE U IN HEL Yo... My money's in rotation, I ain't got it - it's out making more Grab my phone, call up my mind There's no signal, I'm losing touch now HEL!! Got a beast on a leash It's coming for your throat if you test me Don't you try and stop me It'll only fuel me It'll only fuel me I ain't try'na flex, I just put a hex on the haters, cya later (See you) You up on that copy shit, spin around one time Dig a grave, where the death at Death trap, bring it back Eyes looking red and the skin kind of dead But I'm dancing with the Devil And I sold out of souls long ago, OK I sold out of souls long ago OK, OK OK, OK (Ok) OK, OK OK, OK (Ok) My money rotate My money go out and rotate OK, OK No, I ain't got it It come as more Come back as more... Eh See, I step with no soul (No soul) I call my REAPERS up - Bury that shit See, most be filled with hate (Full of hate) But my whole mind made up of chemicals Stay back! While I decide between what's real and the intangible (Get back) I lost it on the come up Watch me run up, run up, run up Run and jump on top of a cop car Shouting "Fuck this shit, I'm a motherfucking trojan" (Fuck this shit) Disconnect, disconnect all the wires with malicious intent I got some damage to vent And I'mma do that... Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you I'mma run out all the ways to say fuck you And I'm tired of these pussy boys acting like they trying on the track Triple 6's what I stack, boy Yo... My money's in rotation, I ain't got it - it's out making more Grab my phone, call up my mind There's no signal, I'm losing touch now HEL!! Got a beast on a leash It's coming for your throat if you test me Don't you try and stop me It'll only fuel me My money's in rotation, I ain't got it It's out making more Grab my phone, call up my mind There's no signal I'm losing Losing See you SEE U IN HEL See you SEE U IN HEL Urgh Fuck this shit, I'm a motherfucking trojan Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you And I'm tired of these pussy boys Acting like they trying on the track Triple 6's what I stack, boy