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Chorus (4x): You know me
My weapon's here to ya

[Lord
til they gone never stay alone killas laser chrome
Hunting in the zone the enemies roam
Massacre the town fire all yo rounds make em all down
Please don't make a sound the Devil growl
don't go to sleep never go to sleep
You may not awake cause I'm goin to take you down beneath
The Scarecrow's in the woods, creeping through the
Creeping through yo hood, please be so scared
Go and a look
I got behind the steel, may I be forgived, I didn't to kill
Now I wipe your and blood off my windshield
I'm sitting in the park, fire on the lost, watching parts
Burning into sparks, on my saw
Infamous is me, psychpathically, driven in the mind
Seek and you shall find my evil is
Cause I give a fuck less, color of your flesh, I want to mess
Up your fuckin chest with my jet black

4x

[Gangsta
Playa what you know about the side?
Not a thing, but yo ass do not realize
South is over, nigga, squashin all this bullshit
North, east, west, it's all good, represent
Comin with the quickness, oh my goodness, it's gangsta bitch
Never solo only with niggaz down with Triple 6
What you gettin fo?
Nigga you know me so
Bustin so Mafia World, Mafia money ho

J]
Yeah, Triple 6 Mafia click it's real
Fool it ain't fake
We tote them glocks and keep them cocked and never
You wanna run up to this click and talk that ?flodge? and
And have yo ass tied up and thrown away off in a
Or see me bitch, drop to yo feet you flow 20 deep
Deep in the Mississippi River wrapped up in a
And then ya know the Man Standin can't be you or me
How could fuck with this and my fuckin
BEEYATCH!

4x

[D.J.
The Last Man Standin'll never be of the B.O.N.E
Comin from ? 4-0, searchin for my enem-eny
Niggaz tryin to come quick, it up you fixin to die trick
40 caliber, gonna rowdy ya to the brains, you fixin to die,
Huh, in the we cannot see ya, may never wanna be ya
When you up out that Chevy with yo draws off
Sawed-offs we be aimin, with yo games-es
Automatic my brains is, shootin yo fuckin in
Three 6 mutha fuckin Mafia, we gon rocket ya
Wanna party ain't no stoppin us
Comin from the M, no love for her or him
Here's a blast that blast
Man I doubt ya even last in the
You thought you had some characters, fuckin the wrong
6 niggaz gonna carry ya, I ya
Bitches alive the rest of demands
The Three 6 Mafia, the to stand
After the war is

4x

[Gangsta
Deuce, deuce down, drinkin with the Texas thugs
Scrugs, ain't no love, me slummed of them fuckin drugs
Boys Club bound, lost and found, biggest man
Never try to break me down, ?tre 8? though, gon clown
You don't know this
What, malt liquor got you strange?
Rico with that fo-fo through the d-z-oor, you don't this man
G-a-n-g-s-t-a, bitch, glorified shit,
Ain't no for this cause a man will kill you quick
Nigga!

It's almost nightfall, let me slip on my mugs
A smile to a frown make a nigga that I'm on drugs
Orange Mound where I be, Child is who I be
A young to got you stressin to my mystery
Psycho kids split yo wig, all over the dollar
Fuckin with my Devil ho let this beam up out yo collar
Comin deep, Mafia deep, puttin you niggaz to sleep
A bomb in yo pager, now watch it when the Child beep
BITCH!