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

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

4x

[Gangsta
Playa what you know the south side?
Not a damn thing, but yo ass do not
is takin over, nigga, squashin all this bullshit
North, east, west, it's all good, gotta
Comin with the quickness, oh my goodness, it's this gangsta
solo only roll with niggaz down with Triple 6
What you gettin fo?
you don't know me so
Bustin so Mafia World, Mafia money ho

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

4x

[D.J.
The Last Man never be part of the B.O.N.E
Comin from ? 4-0, searchin for my enem-eny
Niggaz tryin to quick, shut it up you fixin to die trick
40 caliber, gonna rowdy ya to the brains, you to die, bitch
Huh, in the Mid-south we cannot see ya, may wanna be ya
When you up out that Chevy with yo draws off
we be aimin, never with yo games-es
Automatic my brains is, yo fuckin brains 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
a blast from that blast
Man I doubt ya even last in the
You thought you had some characters, fuckin the click
6 niggaz gonna ya, I bury ya
Bitches alive after the of demands
The Three 6 Mafia, the last to
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
try to break me down, ?tre 8? though, gon fuckin clown
You don't know this
What, malt got you thinkin strange?
Rico with that fo-fo 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 nightfall, let me slip on my murderer mugs
A smile to a make a nigga think that I'm on drugs
Orange where I be, Mackin Child is who I be
A young to arrested got you to my mystery
kids split yo wig, all over the mighty dollar
Fuckin with my Devil this ho let beam up out yo collar
Comin deep, Mafia deep, puttin you niggaz to fuckin
A bomb in yo pager, now watch it when the Child beep
BITCH!