John, I'm standing on Highway 666
Running through bands like quartets
%#@! broke



Stimulated by the slow track, think I need to go back

Will I consume too many ounces of the cognac
Who got your back dog, ain't no need to lie
Falsify, the wink in your eye

I remember times when you cried to me
Put that on your life you never lied to me
Now I try to be just plain old me

Where the $#&@ you get nuts to put smuge on me
I'ma chop it up like wood, shed a little bit of light now
And I'ma tell you where you outta be right now

Mother$#&@er, riding on the campaign
Who got the champagne, $#&@ing up my last name
I got a rendevouz with all of you

So I'ma follow you and slaughter you and tell you what you outta do
Get yourself a four five, put that it in your mouth
Pull the trigger mother$#&@er till you blackout



Highway 666

Is where we roam, is where we cripple mother$#&@ers in they dome
Highway 666
Is where we mob, is where we slaughter mother$#&@ers and they moms

Highway 666
Is where we hang, is where the evil mother$#&@ers come and bang
Highway 666

Is where we live, is where we curse mother$#&@ers and they kids



It's your worst thought, your spot is now taken
I'm tripping off some bomb %#@!, now wait a second
Who's stepping, tripping, yapping or disrespecting

All you loud mouth mother$#&@ers feel the murder weapon
Situation where the average man


Dies with his eyes open and a gun in his hand
Turn a man into a (*##$, you will get hit
On Highway 666 with broken bottle and sticks

You kicked the bucket, me, Nights and Lil' say $#&@ it
Catch you in the shadows of your hood cuz we love it
SD thugging, Southern Cali madness

Valley of the damned where horrific %#@! happens
Subtracting fools from your block, trick believe me
You'll be a headliner, missing like Chandra Levy

Looks can be decieving so don't judge the cover
You just met the three Mistahs you mother$#&@er






I'm cursed by the spooky %#@! where blood likes to drip
Where fools like to pack blades with garlic on the tip
Pack a forty five, smoke fools for the $#&@ of it

Watch a mother$#&@er beg, shoot him in the $#&@ing head
Why gives a %#@!, not me, watch em die
The sky be getting lit but this ain't Fourth of July

(*##$es that'll yap take a nap with the sharks
Meet us at the park, it gets crazy after dark
I'll crack your $#&@ing dome, shut them eyes like a Jap

Snap your $#&@ing spine, best to not $#&@ with mine
Highway triple-6 where your life'll get stolen
Rush a mother$#&@er if you feel the nuts swollen

Come and take a chance where the devil likes to dance
Have you ever seen a man piss up in his pants
Cry like a baby, chances Slim just like Shady

The last thing you see my fist clutch a three eighty




Highway 666