Artist: Twiztid f/ Blaze, Anybody Killa, Three 6 Mafia Album: Freek Show Song: Where Itz Goin Down Typed by: soopamann@rapstar.com [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 the ? cocked Quick to make your brain pop Memphis, Tenny, rollin' dirty Police and a road block Niggas have to swallow drugs Niggas have to fake they mug Niggas put they seat belt on Cut on the fucking cellular-phone On the top, we mob like Gotti Sippin' on subjects, 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' chop and 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 down on the map Twiztid, Triple 6, and Blaze Go and ask them where it's at [Gangsta Boo] I took a ? Yo, I like to split bitches' wigs Split them to the white, fuckin' kidnap ya kids Take that niggas wife, psych, 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 Leave 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] Let me get a nigga comin' straight wit' black-b-black haze Fuck it, I be ???, get-ge-get sprayed Niggas' eyes wide shut, they never see me comin' Into the back, gun bangs to the chest, when I'm gunnin' Jiggy-jack, ??? in my car Haters keep on acting stupid but they can't get that far Gotta drive around the world if you trying to hang wit' stars Fuckin' niggas be my smoke, fuckin' niggas be my heart [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 We 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, Rip one wit' me Drop 'em in the meadow, fuckin' wit' the devil Cold, 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 will feel the force When the Triple-6 is on the swarm You don't wanna play in here Infamous, I'm droppin' 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' twisted wit' the Three-6 Drive-By, finger on the trigger, I'm addicted Where's it goin' down? I guess right here, so where ya at? Runnin' wit' a hatchet, Phantoms floatin' in the back We put it down for the psycho motherfuckers all around Bumpin' underground, everytime we seem to be in 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)