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

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

4x

[Gangsta
Playa what you about 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
with the quickness, oh my goodness, it's this gangsta bitch
Never solo only with niggaz down with Triple 6
you gettin jealous fo?
Nigga you know me so
Bustin so Mafia World, makin money ho

J]
Yeah, this Triple 6 Mafia click it's
Fool it nothin fake
We tote them glocks and them cocked and never hesitate
You run up to this click and talk that ?flodge? and shit
And have yo ass up and thrown away off in a ditch
Or see me bitch, drop to yo feet you flow 20 deep
in the Mississippi River wrapped up in a sheet
And then ya know the Last Man can't be you or me
How could with this and my fuckin N-i-n-e?
BEEYATCH!

4x

[D.J.
The Last Man Standin'll be part of the B.O.N.E
Comin from that ? 4-0, for my enem-eny
Niggaz tryin to come quick, shut it up you fixin to die
40 caliber, rowdy ya to the brains, you fixin to die, bitch
Huh, in the Mid-south we cannot see ya, may wanna be ya
When you come up out Chevy with yo draws off
Sawed-offs we be aimin, never yo games-es
Automatic my brains is, shootin yo fuckin in
Three 6 fuckin Mafia, fools we gon rocket ya
after 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 ya even last in the past
You thought you had some characters, the wrong click
6 niggaz gonna ya, I bury ya
Bitches after the rest of demands
The Three 6 Mafia, the to stand
the war is over

4x

[Gangsta
Deuce, down, drinkin crown with the Texas thugs
Scrugs, ain't no love, me slummed of them fuckin drugs
Boys Club bound, lost and found, biggest man
try to break me down, ?tre 8? though, gon fuckin clown
You don't this nigga
What, malt got you thinkin strange?
Rico with that fo-fo through the d-z-oor, you know this man
G-a-n-g-s-t-a, bitch, shit, trick
no need 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 where I be, Mackin Child is who I be
A to arrested got you stressin to my mystery
Psycho kids yo wig, all over the mighty dollar
Fuckin my Devil this ho let this 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!