Pickin' up the murder spits, Accommodation for the low and the cold of the motherfuckin'
triple six, sitcom, ah, niggas catchin' the affection from the rich and come along for
the mark on your arm, it's the end, come on to the next century, mystery, Skracko got
a murder that is goin' down in history, a train from the north, a train from the south,
the east and west, they all collided, all the niggas die, cause the greedy pride, cause
I will pursue you, screw you, put a slug through you, then boo you, brutally right, I'm the
seventh by the side, I'm the sniper you can't fight, and my slug made a shiny, jury, Mr.
Boogie man, he fight for fun, cause he got some money in his hand, take his side, um,
I don't give a fuck about your side, you can be from L .A., Miami, or the N .Y., we gonna
take you to the triple six clubhouse, we got a plot for you, already dug out, I'm gonna
run outside, man, and pop these things, wanna wanna come play in the black rain, we gonna
take you to the triple six clubhouse, we got a plot for you, already dug out, I'm gonna
run outside, man, and pop these things, wanna wanna come play in the black rain,
Hearses, driving round your house, who do hicks, who do dogs, pouncing on your bed, no one devil
said six, uh, distant, nothing on my speed, muddy boots, blazing crickets, call me crow,
for he's BANG!
Crow got a lust for the devilish bust, and the triple six crutch, and I touch like Malachi,
rollin' every spike, looking for your ass, and we hot, with the expert whip, so lean,
and slashing like some fuckin' disco lights, we gonna cut you into itty -bitty parts, meet
me on your side of town, where they keep the graveyards, crushed glass, dead rats, lots
of trash, empty shelves, cracked cells, city streets, blackmails, found in blood trails,
ain't enough milk for all y 'all to prevail, so the weak can't put to sleep, and they smell
while they pail, sippin' on the salty wines of your sweet, salty blood, my name is Scarab
Goat, bitch, yo, welcome to my club, we gonna take you to the triple six clubhouse, we got
a plot for you, already dug out, I'm gonna run outside, man, and pop these thangs, wanna
wanna come play in the black rain, we gonna take you to the triple six clubhouse, we got
