666 lyrics

[Verse 1: Angel Of Death]
Look into the face of the mothaf*ckin’ dead
Got a couple body bags underneath the shed
This a f*ckin’ massacre, I'm livin’ for the terror
I thought you should know that life isn't fair
Talking that sh*t as I empty the clip, all of these rappers they thinkin’ they flipping these bricks
Dumb mothaf*cka I'm takin’ taking yo’ sh*t
Go to the crib then I'm f*ckin’ my b*tch
b*tch I pull up with the triple 6
Makin’ sure I blow up with my brother we exist
Silly little rabbit these chicks aren't for kids
Every day closer makin’ me reminisce
All of these pus*y boys can suck on my di*k
Tryin’ to flex but ain't never licked a clit
Workin’ through the struggle still makin’ these hits
They hoping that we fail but we never gon’ quit

[Verse 2: Vague]
Holdin the wire, I'm meant for desire
I'm straight from the fire, and I live for the lessor
I sedated your mistress, you're gettin the message
Put bag around your head, you ain't breathin’
You pushin’ the pills and you thinkin’ narcotic, and people are thinkin’ that I am physcotic
We built from the logic, and you don't want no f*ckin’ problems
Put you f*ckin’ feelins on the table and we can solve ’em
And you know
Got you so scared that you trippin’ on your toes
b*tch
Livin my legacy up on the throne, if you talkin’ that sh*t I be cuttin’ your throat
187 I'm sendin’ your body to heaven
Like 11:11
And I hope that you makin’ a wish ’cause he's never comin’ back from the dead b*tch