666 Level 9 Productions (Ft. Lord Infamous & Tommy Wright III)

[Hook: DJ Paul]
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For my pizody with a love of robbery
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For my pizody with a love of robbery
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For the love that they got for the Three Six
Business and a heart of me
For my pizody with a love of robbery

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Me be so indulged with the dope and I'm thinkin' I'm about to faint
The smoke from the Jamaican ganja and I'm steady sippin' on that grapefruit paint, as I drank
I think, I want to just spray niggas while smokin' dank
Then I will go get me some fucking black market artillery like a damn tank so I can sank
A battleship, me motherfuckin' manuscript
Pimp me born equipped to make blood drip with clips of hollow tips, no miss
By Lord, a nigga you cannot afford
To fuck with, I buck with motherfuckin' skull flips
He slips, I swings machetes through his arteries
I don't leave enough of the guts for them to be performin' some fuckin' autopsies
I pop these plastics and burn yo ass like acid
Snatch out ya fucking eyes and put 'em in a jar like Vlasic's
By smokin' on this blunt-ah I'm burnin' bud like lumber
Scarecrow the spirit hunter lives off plenty marijuana
Satanic Triple 6, Satan himself gave me a gun
I'm pumpin' this twenty gauge tryin' to knock out your lungs
I believe in that redruM, bitch