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three 6 mafia - now i'm high, really high lyrics

[hook: gangsta blac]
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout
triple six, triple six, triple six
smoked out
now i’m high really high, mane, i’m about to shout

[verse 1: lord infamous]
the indo’s creating illusions
the substance infesting my brain cell is causing confusion
i picture teflon in slow motion
it’s piercing through flesh and continues to cruising
wait think straight, don’t haste paste penetrate
face ace sake place base, d-mn i think i’m crazed
terrors the error no errors within my terror
are you scared of 6-double-6, demonically elegant elements
a manic-depressive aggressiveness, stress me b-tch
and you will feel the strength of my weapons kit
tric-kory, hic-kory, d-ckory dock, i smoke top notch bud crop, drop
the d, the o, the p, the e, i need the b, the l, the u-n-t
because that green power flower got much love
i tell you don’t f-ck with the triple 6 mane
cause you know that we on them drugs
d-mn i’m going off with this blunt outer sp-ce rock
lord infamous, i keep clouds of smoke flyin out my mouth

[verse 2: koopsta knicca]
who’s that busting up in my door
was way too slow, i hit the floor
they shot up all my n-ggas in the kitchen flipping dominos
blood all on my leg, i wiped this sh-t up to my f-cking head
caught them trizzicks slipping, buck them busta b-tches dead
peace out to my n-ggas tim and k!lla, they’re my broadies
my momma said there be day like this
but my daddy never told me
and that’s why i’m a hard lead twisting on my dreads
i’m scared, a n-gga dead, it’s in my f-ckin’ head
thinking i would hesitate and wait to buck your b-tches down
read up on my tis n-gga cause i ain’t no d-mn hologram
but i’m cl!cking whit that quickness
like a sickness from that triple 6
drop you winning a splander
cut you up like jeffrey dahmer b-tch
really i could care less ’bout a n-gga tryin’ to flex against
the mothaf-ckin’ tech, you get some -shots- up in your neck
and when you see the koopsta knicca it’s a f-ckin’ redrum
run, run, run ‘fore i leave ya d-mn body numb

[hook]

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