Highway 666 lyrics

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[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*ck 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*cker riding on the campaign who got the champagne
f*cking 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*cker 'til you black out
Here on
[Chorus]
Highway 666, is where we roam
Is where we cripple motherf*ckers in their dome
Highway 666, is where we mob
Is where we slaughter motherf*ckers and their moms
Highway 666, is where we hang
Is where the evil motherf*ckers come and bang
Highway 666, is where we live
Is where we cursed motherf*ckers and their kids

[Mr. Shadow]
It's your worst thought, your spot is now taken
I'm tripping off some bomb sh*t now wait a second
Who's stepping, tripping yapping or disrespecting
All you loud mouth motherf*ckers 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*tch you will get hit
On highway 666 with broken bottles and sticks
You kicked the bucket, me Knights and Lil say f*ck 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*t 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*cker
Here on
[Chorus]

[Knightowl]
I'm cursed by the spooky sh*t 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*ck of it
Watch a motherf*cker beg shoot him in the f*ckin head
Who gives a sh*t not me, watch them die
The sky be getting let but this ain't the 4th of Kuly
b*tches 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*cking dome shut them eyes like a jap
Snap your f*cking spine, you best not f*ck with mine
Highway triple six where your life well get stolen
Tush a motherf*cker if you feel the nuts swollen
Come and take a chance where the devil likes to dance
Have you ever seen a man p*ss 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