666 ft. D John & Pogi-B Lyrics

Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast

For it is a human number

It's number is six hundred and sixty six

Six, six, six

Unholy Trinity, six, six, six, aye

Sick, sick, sick

Spit so ill, so sick, sick, sick, aye

Six, six, six

Mark of the beast, ay, six, six, six, aye

Sick, sick, sick

Spit so ill, so sick, sick, sick

The devils in Astoria and he's tryna get my soul

He's just mad I stole his grass, and I smoked a thousand bowls

And everything my devils telling me been getting old

And the angel on my shoulder's been complaining that it's cold

Fortunate that I know, fortune favors the bold

I been chasing all my goals until they all engraved in gold

They got some gall if they call I have to ghost

Fuck 'em all, Imma ball, before I send 'em all below

Summertime, I'll be swimming in the river Styx

I'll be fine, since I've given up my innocence

On a dive, I been fishing for some dividends

Feel alive, know my end is coming imminent

I been hell bound, runnin with my hellhounds

Three heads better than one, can't you tell now

I been hell bound, runnin with my hellhounds

Three heads better than one, can't you tell now

I been hell bound, runnin with my hellhounds

Three heads better than one, can't you tell now

I been hell bound, playin Vince in the whip

It's the Unholy Trinity, spit triple six

Six, six, six

Unholy Trinity, six, six, six, aye

Sick, sick, sick

Spit so ill, so sick, sick, sick, aye

Six, six, six

Mark of the beast, ay, six, six, six, aye

Sick, sick, sick

Spit so ill, so sick, sick, sick

I am sick, sick, sick, fucking sick of all this shit

I don't wanna live in a prison of my sin, ay

Brick by brick, I am building what I wish

And if you haters were on fire, I wouldn't save you with my piss

Yeah y'all a bunch of liars, so I don't listen, lil bitch

I've been printing out some flyers

Back to basics in this shit

Pay attention like it's academic

Unholy Trinity, we're sick like it's a fucking pandemic

Everybody's got their demons, gotta beat 'em

Gotta eat 'em, up never listen don't believe 'em

Post you goals where you can see 'em, and achieve 'em, leave 'em up

I pulled myself up out the mud, all you haters can get fucked

I just spent the weekend in a field filled with 12,000 vegans

Standing in their power, knowing that we can make a difference

I'm sick of people who are so indifferent

I see the devil working every minute

Six, six, six

Unholy Trinity, six, six, six, aye

Sick, sick, sick

Spit so ill, so sick, sick, sick, aye

Six, six, six

Mark of the beast, ay, six, six, six, aye

Sick, sick, sick

Spit so ill, so sick, sick, sick

I been hell bound, runnin with my hellhounds

Three heads better than one, can't you tell now

I been hell bound, playin Vince in the whip

It's the Unholy Trinity, spit triple six