[HOOK]
Inside inside inside inside that funk
can hypnotize hypnotize
dead a nigga dead they said
a nigga dead a nigga dead
it`s in my fuckin head
[DJ Paul]
Late nights I cruise in my Chevrolet
scopin out the house where those stay
who don`t play the fizies the triple 6
twice and never make a house call bitch
murder is all on my mind
so I grab my plastic nine
I`m foister on the low-low where my soul sent me
some shit now look deep into my eyes
and plus the devil`s in me
don`t try to offense the
six to the third power see
don`t cross that set bitch I`ll stang you once
in front of these
machine... guns
we point... don`t run`it`s kinda hard to duck
when I start to buck buck
I bet you won`t get buck you fuck ass niggas
I catch you slippin I gets to clippin
and then we push back my fuckin trigga
happy and figga what nigga I`ve come to destroy you
your old DJ and fool I enjoyed you
but now it`s time to cut this shit
you been tricked now witness...
witness my crucifix
HOOK: (x2)
[Koopsta Knicca]
Crucifix spread wit bloody red all on my pillow
fool moved by my window so I call my nigga Scarecrow
Croomy got the nine inside fine
yeah cuz Knick ain`t goin
I constantly fight these demons
but I`m startin to see he`s winnin
no witness in the dark
I start to rip some hearts in them parts
where`s your god where`s your god
oh where`s your fuckin god?
soon or later playa days`ll comw with many greater
robbers killers coccaine dealers the realest
enormous haters
I`m wagin awaitin them demons by the fuckin basement
leavin niggas shakin when they face the face of Satan
ten safens in thy casket mend the soul
and then I grasp it
that`s all they got too far and then
the hurt deepens and crackens
me Juicy and Paul mane
was rollin in the fuckin lone
headed to a muthafuckin ritual
where I never tell nobody but somebody wouldn`t know
ya sold ya soul what`s the cost
you hoes was scared bitch
robin these bitches and make me some riches
invite em to my crucifix
HOOK: x3 to fade
