333333 [Rare* '96 Bootleg Cassette Rip Tres Seis]

333333

Me and tenshi doom

Creeping through the tombs

Eating shrooms that we picked off of your grave

Dead f**k boys yeah that sh*t comes in waves

Could give a f**k about how you were raised

Desert reflector resurrector sipping a cup full of flames

My brain is like paint spilling out of a frame

They want to play games

Calling 911on the 59son

Staring at a tie dye sun

Slide to the right now a six foot jump

Have fun

No time to run

The gun was itching so I tried to oblige

Now my head has no front

Dig your body up and then put it in my trunk

Drive out the lake front

Throw your body into the waves

As I watch you float away I will light up my blunt

I live in a world of illusion

Confusing when aimlessly shooting

Couple slim b**ches I'm spooning

That scarecrow you see moving

I'm gripping the ax with a pipe full of wax

Couple xanax gone through them back

F**k all the fame b**ch

I'm lucifer's sequel

They asking me why why the f**k I hate people

They haters they boring

Wondering why I ignore them

But get a little bit of shine and in a little bit of time

Every mother f**ker gonna be waiting in line

For a chance to take you down

F**k all y'all clowns

Hop off the dick of the suicide click

Triple six it's f**k your God