333333 [RARE* ’96 BOOTLEG CA$$ETTE RIP TRE$ $EI$] lyrics

[Intro: Yung Plague]
Welcome to Hell, we gonna get that God doesn't exist
The reign of blood, the one who has fallen, here I go

[Verse 1: Yung Plague]
Me and Tenshi Doom creeping through the tombs
Eating 'shrooms that we picked off of your grave
Dead f*ck boys, yeah, that sh*t comes in waves
Could give a f*ck about how you were raised
Desert reflector resurrector sippin' a cup full of flames
My brain is like paint spilling out of a frame
They want to play games calling 911 on the *59, son
Staring at a tie-dye sun
Slide to the right now a six-foot jump, have fun, no time to run
The gun was itchin', so I tried to oblige, now my head has no front
Dig your body up and then put it in my trunk
Drive out to the lakefront, throw your body into the waves
As I watch you float away, I will light up my blunt
(Here I go)

[Verse 2: Trap House $crim]
I live in a world of illusion, confusing when aimlessly shooting
Couple slim b*tches I'm spooning, that scarecrow you see moving
I'm gripping the axe with a pipe full of wax
Couple Xanax, gone throw them back
f*ck all the fame, b*tch, I'm Lucifer's sequel
They askin' me, why, why the f*ck I hate people
They haters, they boring, wondering why I ignore 'em
But get a little bit of shine and in a little bit of time
Every motherf*cker gon' be waiting in line
For a chance to take you down, f*ck all you clowns
Hop off the di*k of the $uicide clique, triple six, it's "f*ck your God"