Now I'm High, Really High

[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 cells 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, damn I think I'm crazed Terrors the error, no errors within my terror Are you scared of 6-double-X-6, demonically elegant elements? A manic-depressive aggressiveness, stress me bitch And you will feel the strength of my weapons kit Tric-kory, hickory Dickory 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 fuck with the Triple 6 mane 'Cause you know that we on them drugs Damn I'm going off with this blunt, outer space rock Lord Infamous, I keep clouds of smoke flyin' out my mouth [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 [Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca] Who's that bustin' up in my door? Was way too slow, I hit the floor They shot up all my niggas in the kitchen flipping dominoes Blood all on my leg, I wipe that shit up to my fucking head Caught them trizzicks slipping, buck them busta bitches dead Peace out to my niggas Tim and Killa, they're my brodies My momma said everyday 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 nigga dead, it's in my fuckin' head Thinking I would hesitate and wait to buck yo' bitch-ass down Read up on my ideas nigga cause I ain't no damn hologram But I'm clicking whit that quickness like a sickness from that Triple 6 Drop you winning a splander cut you up like Jeffrey Dahmers bitch Really I could care less 'bout a nigga tryin' to flex against The mothafuckin' Tech, you get some [gunshot] up in your neck And when you see the Koopsta Knicca it's a fuckin' redrum Run, run, run 'fore I leave ya damn body numb [Interlude: Koopsta Knicca] Yeah it's Koopsta Knicca in this muthafucka I'd like to send this one out to The muthafuckin' niggas I kick it with over North Memphis, South Memphis To all my muthafuckin' niggas I kick it with at Northside The real muthafuckas [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