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Chorus (4x): You don't me
My weapon's here to ya

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

4x

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

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

4x

[D.J.
The Man Standin'll never be part 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, rowdy ya to the brains, you fixin to die, bitch
Huh, in the Mid-south we cannot see ya, may never be ya
you come up out that Chevy with yo draws off
Sawed-offs we be aimin, never with yo
Automatic my is, shootin yo fuckin brains in
Three 6 mutha fuckin Mafia, fools we gon ya
Wanna party ain't no stoppin us
Comin from the M, ain't no for her or him
Here's a from that blast
Man I doubt ya even last in the
You thought you had some characters, fuckin the click
6 niggaz carry ya, I bury ya
Bitches alive the rest of demands
The Three 6 Mafia, the last to
the war is over

4x

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

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