The Road to Hell Is Highway 59

***** I got ice on my wrist
Thats to stop to slice from swelling
***** Ill burn a ******* church and sell the ashes to the reverend
Ask the weapon
Aint no stepping
Aint no climbing
***** Im sliding and I wreck it
Curbs getting swerved over
***** I murder then repress it
Life full of lessons and I didnt learn s**t
So I burned the school too
Got a sandbox full of ashes for the kids
Catch me shining in the Lac
Got a diamond painted black
Frame in tact
Flame is back
Get the **** up off the grid
Hi, I want to die
Black out my eyes and crucify
I find in Satans eyes
Carry my sixes around with pride
Killer, killer sweeping the bodies
Tony the Tommy with grip on the shotty
Low life creeping and plotting
Suboxone on me with a script of neurotin
Body numb speaking in tongues
O***m tar in my lungs
Pistol packing skull cracking
Im that ******* gothic savage
Vampire laced in satin
Love to catch a **** boy lacking
Cadillac macking crackhead
Tracking all who slacking ratting
******* with the evil ones straight from the crypt
Drenched in the blood from the souls that I rip
Creep through the darkness, Im murdering bustas
Im huntin whatevers inside of my circuits
Im burning these bodies, Im diggin up graves
Stuck in the place where Jesus wont save
Triple 6, Satans kids
G to the 59 dont play s**t
Serial killers we sellin our souls
****** with us and your body will fold
Step in the shadow where nobody knows
Begging for life but its instantly cold
Voices inside of my head
Pitted for murder and blood to be shed
Creep out the darkness, the devil once said
If you ******* with him then its death to ya head
Murda