Crucifix

Koopsta Knicca

[HOOK]

Inside inside inside inside that funk

can hypnotize hypnotize

dead a nigga dead they said

a nigga dead a nigga dead

it's in my fuckin head



[DJ Paul]

Late nights I cruise in my Chevrolet

scopin out the house where those stay

who don't play the fizies the triple 6

twice and never make a house call bitch

murder is all on my mind

so I grab my plastic nine

I'm foister on the low-low where my soul sent me

some shit now look deep into my eyes

and plus the devil's in me

don't try to offense the

six to the third power see

don't cross that set bitch I'll stang you once

in front of these

machine... guns

we point... don't run'it's kinda hard to duck

when I start to buck buck

I bet you won't get buck you fuck ass niggas

I catch you slippin I gets to clippin

and then we push back my fuckin trigga

happy and figga what nigga I've come to destroy you

your old DJ and fool I enjoyed you

but now it's time to cut this shit

you been tricked now witness...

witness my crucifix



HOOK: (x2)



[Koopsta Knicca]

Crucifix spread wit bloody red all on my pillow

fool moved by my window so I call my nigga Scarecrow

Croomy got the nine inside fine

yeah cuz Knick ain't goin

I constantly fight these demons

but I'm startin to see he's winnin

no witness in the dark

I start to rip some hearts in them parts

where's your god where's your god

oh where's your fuckin god?

soon or later playa days'll comw with many greater

robbers killers coccaine dealers the realest

enormous haters

I'm wagin awaitin them demons by the fuckin basement

leavin niggas shakin when they face the face of Satan

ten safens in thy casket mend the soul

and then I grasp it

that's all they got too far and then

the hurt deepens and crackens

me Juicy and Paul mane

was rollin in the fuckin lone

headed to a muthafuckin ritual

where I