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       Artist:Twiztid ft.Three-6 Mafia,ABK,Blaze, & Gangsta Boo
Album:Freek Show
Title:Where Itz Goin Down


[Monoxide Child]
Psychopathic
Twiztid and Blaze running with a motherfucking hatchet
And only the Three-6 could match it
So uh, tell me where it's at


[Jamie Madrox]
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(What? What, what?!?)
Now where it's going down?
Now where it's at home boy?
(What? What, what?!?)


[Jamie Madrox]
I ain't the type to ask questions
I'm the type of motherfucker ready to trip
On anyone or anything all for the fuck of it
We be the underground, we stay beneath
And suffocate hoes like you while y'all asleep
Now where it's going 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 6 and Blaze, you can't fuck with it


[juicy j]
You know I ride with a tote cocked
Quick to make your brain pop
Memphis, Tenn we rollin' dirty
Police settin a road block
Niggas have to swallow drugs
Niggas have to fake they mug
Niggas put they seat belt on
Cuttin the fucking cellular phone
On the town, we mob like Gotti
Sippin' on Syrup just havin' a party
If you wanna cross the Three 6
Seperate your soul from body
Wrap your mouth with duct tape nigga
We ain't gonna hope you figure
Where the cats done hid the stash
Or I'll have to pull this trigga


[Jamie Madrox](Monoxide Child)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)


[Blaze]
Now where it's at? (drive-by!)
Motherfuckers claiming to be thugs
Can't see me on shit
Wit' chopper bananna clips
I been dead, been back (it's like that)
Ridin' dirty wit' a birdie
And a throw away in the hatchback (whooo!)
Bitch, where ya black sack?
By any means trying to elevate
Never underestimate the contact (don't do it!)
I put jail on the map
Twiztid, Triple 6, and Blaze
Now go and ask them where it's at


[Gangsta Boo]
I took a Xanax
Yo, I like to split bitches' wigs
Split them to the white, fuckin' kidnap ya kids
Take that niggas wife sight, lock you in the trunk
Get so fuckin' pumped nigga Gangsta Boo is crunk
What you niggas know about them Calicoes and glocks
Shit that go pop nigga burnin' up ya block
Fuck the fuckin' cops, call 'em, I don't give a fuck
Drag you in the mud, motherfucker, nigga what?


[Jamie Madrox](Monoxide Child)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)


[DJ Paul]
Now you gotta real nigga comin straight
From da Black from Black Have
Fuckin' up the third word, you can ge-get sprayed
Niggas eyes wide shut
They never see me comin' into the back
But aces is just when I'm gunnin'
Jiggy jack jack jiggy jack will be rollin' mad car
Haters got me on the scoop but they can't get that far
You gotta try to run the world if you try to head with starts
Fuckin' nigga be most fuckin' niggas be my heart, hoe


[Monoxide Child]
Watch you lookin' at?
I can call it from here
Been underground wit' the dirt in my eyes for many years
Do the math motherfucker
You can't see the mix
We don't die, we multiply wit' the Triple 6
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' wit' us is just trouble


[Jamie Madrox](Monoxide Child)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)


[Lord Infamous]
Gotta get it ghetto, drop the flower petal
Pop the pistol metal, Red Rum I’m head up
I’m in the meadow, fuckin' wit' the devil
Quote, but they call me Lord
Coked out, very paranoid
Orgys in the morn
When Three 6 is on the vocal chord
Marijuana scorched, like a torch
Full of intercourse
You gon’ feel the force
When the Triple 6 is on the swarm
You don't wanna play in hell
Infamous, I'm dumpin' shells
Tie you to the rail
Bitch, I'll help you make that fuckin' smell


[Anybody killa]
From a gangstas point of veiw
I'm asking you, how does it feel?
To have the will to grab the steal
And shoot until you kill
Anybody Killa's feelin' Twiztid wit' the Three 6
Drive-by, finger on the trigger I'm addicted (whoo, whoo!)
Where's it goin' down
I guess right here, so where ya at?
Runnin' wit' a Hatchet, Phantom floatin' in the back
We put it down for the psycho motherfuckers all around
Bumpin' underground, everytime we slippin through yo town


[Jamie Madrox](Monoxide Child)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealers)
[Now where it's going down?]
[Now where it's at home boy?]
(Represent it 'til the day that I die, for life boy)
Stay Fly-Three Six Mafia
[Verse 1 - Juicy J]
Call me the juice and you know Imma stunt
Ride in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it's the pump
Breakin down the good weed rollin the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains
Ridin through the hood got me grippin the grain
And I'm sippin the same while I'm changin the lanes
Eyes real tight cuz I'm chokin the creep
Vision messed up cuz I'm drinkin the lean
Messing with D boys riding them big toys
Make your main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I know Imma star
Cuz when I'm in the club I be back in the far in the VIP part everybody in the bar

[Verse 2 - DJ Paul]
is a dog one you do not trust
You leave your green around me
Nigga your green gonna get lit up
You leave your drink around me
Believe your drink gonna get drunk up
You leave your girl around me
And she bet she gonna get stuffed
These niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires
Ridin around what they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes
Its purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it down
with the yurple yip yurple yip yurples
its goin down!

Artist: Gorillaz
Album: Gorillaz
Title: Clint Eastwood


Oh oh oh oh oh
I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
The future is coming on

I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on,
It's coming on
(Rah, yeah)
It's coming on,
It's coming on

Finally someone let me
Out of my cage
Now time for me is nothin'
'Cause I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there now
You shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs and
I'm under each snare
Intangible (ah y'all)
I bet you didn't think so
I command you to,
Panoramic view (you)
Look I'll make it
All manageable
Pick and choose,
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes,
Who you think is
Really kicking tunes

Picture you getting down
And I'll picture too
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional,
Mystical-maybe
Spiritual hero who appears
On you to
Clear your view (yeah)
When you're too crazy
Lifeless for whose definition
Is for what life is
Priceless to you because
I put ya on the hype shift
Did ya like it?
Gut smokin' righteous
But one talkin' psychic
But among knows possess you
With one though

I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
The future is coming on

I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
(That's right)
The future is coming on
It's coming on,
It's coming on,
It's coming on,
It's coming on

The essence, the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make
This child like a nature
Rhythm you have it
Or you don't
That's a fallacy,
I'm in them
Every spiralling tree,
Every child of peace
Every cloud I see you
See with your eyes
You see destruction and demise
(That's right)
Corruption in the skies
From this f***ing enterprise that
I'm sucked into your lies
The Russell that is muscles
The percussion he provides

For me I say God,
Y'all can see me now
'Cause you don't see
With your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the end of it
So I'm gonna stick around
With Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rounds of motherf***ers
Remember but the thought is
I brought all this so you can
Survive when
Law is lawless (right here)
Fearless, sensations that
You thought was dead
No squealing, remember that
It's all in your head

I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
The future is coming on

I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but
Not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on,
It's coming on,
It's coming on,
It's coming on

My future (future)
It's coming on,
It's coming on,
It's coming on
My future
It's coming on,
It's coming on,
It's coming on
My future



[*~One night a guy & a girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed & that it was time to move on. A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket & passed her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy. Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out & read it. "Without your love, I would die." REPOST IF YOU CARE ABOUT SOMEONE~*]My someone is Abby, i'd do anyhting for her.Love you