Triple Six Clubhouse - Lyrics - Tear Da Club Up Thugs

Pickin up the *** scripts so come and dish it for the role in the code of The muthaf**kin triple six sitcom All *** catchin the infection from the regent come along, afor the mark on Your arm, it's a ear com Ball on to the next century, misery, scarecrow got a *** that is goin down In history A train from the north, a train from the south, the east and west, they all Collided all them *** die, 'cause there greed and pride 'cause I will pursue you, screw you put a slug through you that voodoo bruetally Ride Im the seventh of the sign, I'm the sniper you cant find, and my slug made of Shiny jewelry Mr. boogie man, fee fi fo fum I smell some money in his hand, take his side arm I don't give I f**k about yo side u could be from l.a, miama, or the n.y Chorus (2x) We gonna take you to the triple six club house We got a plot for you already dug out I'm gonna run outside man And pop these thangs Wanna wanna come play in a black reign Herses driving round yo house, hoodoo hex, voodoo dolls bouncin on yo bed, Throwin devil sets Sick sadistic nothin up my sleeve, muddy boots, blazin crickets call me crow, Vorhees plaaay! Crow got a *** for the devilish bust, and the triple six crush, and I touch Like malichi Rollin every spot, lookin fo yo *** and we high, with the infered sewn in his Flesh just like some f**kin disco lights We gonna cut u into itty bitty parts, leave me on your side of town where they Keep the graveyards Crush plants dead rats lots of trash empty shells crack cells city streets Black males foind in blood trails Aint enough mail for all ya to prevail So that we can put to sleep, and they smell why they pale Sippin on the salty wines of ya sweet salty blood, My name is scarecrow ***, you're welcome to my club! Chorus (2x)