(Freek Show) Psychopatchic!! Twiztid and Blaze runnin' with a mufuckin' hatchet. And only the Three-Six can match it. So uh....tell me where it's at Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Whut!! Whut! Whut!! Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Whut!! Whut! Whut!! I ain't the type to ask questions I'm the type of mothafucka ready to trip On anyone or anything or for the fuck of it We be the underground, we stay beneath And suffocate ho's like you when y'all asleep Now where it's goin' down, right here, right now And everybody on the North, East, West, and South Y'all better get it up, y'all better represent this shit Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, you can't fuck with it! You know I ride with the toe cocked With the Lincoln brain park Memphis Tenn., we rollin' dirty, police and the roadblock Niggas have to swallow drugs Niggas have to fake they mugs Niggas put they seatbelt on Cuttin' the fuckin' cellular phone On the town we mob like Gotti Sippin' on syrup just havin' a party If you wanna cross us, trick We separate your soul from body Wrap yo' mouth with duct tape nigga We ain't gonna hope ya figure Where's the cash and with the stash Or I'ma have to pull this trigger Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!! Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!! Now where it's at? Mothafuckas claimin' to be thugs Can't see me yo' shit with chopped up banana clips I been dead, been back Ridin' dirty with a birdy in the throwaway in the hatchback Bitch, where your backs at? By any means, tryin' to elevate Never underestimate the carjack I put jail on the map Twiztid, Triple Six, and Blaze, now go and ask em' where it's at I took a Zanex, I like to split bitches wigs Split em' to the white, fuckin' kidnap ya kids Take that nigga wife, sike, lock you in the trunk Get so fuckin' funk, nigga, Gangsta Boo is crunk What you niggas know 'bout them Calicos and Glocks? Shit that go pop, nigga, burnin' up ya block Fuck them fuckin' cops, call em', I don't give a fuck Drag you in the mud, mufucka, nigga, whut!? Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!! Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!! Out the ghetto when a nigga comin' straight fr-from Black-Bla-Black Have Fuckin' up in third world, you get-ge-get sprayed Niggas eyes wide shut, they never see me comin' Into the back--but is it the chest?--when I'm gunnin' Jickie-ja-jack-ja-jack won't be my car Haters got me on the scope but they can't get that far Gotta travel around the world if you tryna' hang with stars Fuckin' niggas get my stomach, niggas beat my heart What ya lookin' at? I can call it from here Been underground with the dirt in my eyes for many years Do the math mothafucka!! You can't see the mix? We don't die, we multiply with the Triple Six Merciless, territory worldwide Ridin' down your bitch ass block bumpin' drive-by Blowin' up your high rise and leave you trapped in the rubble Fuckin' with us is just trouble Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!! Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!! Gotta get it ghetto Drop the flower petal Pop the plastic metal Redrum when we dump em' in the middle Fuckin' with the devil Crunk, but they call me Lord Coked out, very paranoid Orgies in the morgue With three sixes on the vocal cords Marijuana scorched like a torch For a intercourse You gon' feel the force Of the Triple Six's on the sword You don't wanna play in hell Infamous, I'm dumpin' shells Tie you to the rail Bitch I hope you make that fuckin' spell From a gangsta's point of view I'm asking you How does it feel? To have the will To grab the steel And shoot until you kill Anybody Killa's feelin' Twiztid with the Three Six Drive-by, finger on the trigger, I'm addicted Where's it goin' down, I guess right here so where ya at? Runnin' with a hatchet, phantoms floatin' in the back We put it down for the psycho mothafuckers all around Bumpin' underground everytime we creepin' through ya town Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Thugs and killas!! Axes and drug dealers!! Now where it's goin' down? Now where it's at homeboy? Represent it till the day that I die for life boy!!