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Man it's cold'n a muthaf**ka I wish I had ole funkdafied...
This is Lymon with Bone Magazine here interviewing the
(Three 6 Mafia)
from Memphis who has a unique of rap style
"What would you do if someone to duplicate your ideas?"

Infamous]
Well Infamous takin the 1000 of blades and I be pressin em up in their flesh
Takin my up out of the fire soakin it down in their chest
Through the ribs, spines, and the muscle tissue
And sendin left of it back to yo mammy
Because that bitch (I think) she just miss you
But first, I want to slowly off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your friend
I probably be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because I am moderately into
Following the autopsy
But man, f**k it, (enough of them bustas so just) pour some all over them, too
That's what I would do, Skinny Pimp what you do?

[Skinny
Just look into the of the mask
Slangin the AK to out my enemies
of the razor, da blast, he done passed
I'm no trace of the evidence
Bodies be in box chopped up in
His soul done rose, I placed them up under my mattress
My is black and it's strange
Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just my time
With this 9 in my hand death when you sleep
In the casket I you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, a stupid move
ya bleed
Bustin 17, don't scream,
don't run neither long street sweep
never run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
When I'm full of yak, ain't no
In too deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, would you do?

J]
First a nigga (the Juice) look in the white for this bitch (trick)
Mafia-style nigga (fool) you don't know who ya f**kin with (messin with)
him at his f**kin (called him slippin at his) home, minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin sign to let you know I'm comin so you be gone
Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, with the two 9s I be ya
Witness a (killa) nigga from North Memphis of the 6 Mafia
Two killas at yo door, Three killas at yo back door
These hoes (edit) through the curtains
And saw them pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we em
Man I you knew
That's I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

[Gangsta
Think hard of a plan on how to buck them bitches (bustas) dead
Gangsta Boo the Devil's Daughter (this playa) comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I will you bitch
Torture your body nothin but fire
I calmly shoot you bitch (quick)
Blast you in yo head sure you dead
Cause I don't you to live
My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the the thrill is
The 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty hoes (and that's how the story goes)
We full of that weed (them leaves) so we proceed to take your f**kin (all of your souls)
It's not a problem I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it smooth
That's what the Devil's Daughter do, (this lady boo would do) now (Paul) Fly would you do?

(Fly's flo is not in the radio edit.)

[Playa
Clizick with the Triple 6 niggaz for yo death
Ain't no shame up in my game, as you take your breath
Six niggaz trill, to kill, bustas, suckas jump
Pull a up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you f**kin imitators, watch yo ass click
a Playa's style and slip, soon you will be stackin, bitch
Fly gon bring them body bags, Lord you touch the shovel
Dig it and bury that bitch
Lay em down there with the
numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh that's what the Fly would do, now Killaman what you do?

[D.J.
First I hit up Crunchy, and I get of that Holy Smoke
The Devil's already up in me so I (i feel a high notta go) ain't gotta go too far to loc
You f**ked (edit) up with the wrong (This time you've crossed your ? beware)
So your all on my mind
Satan is inside, put my hand (Move my hand real close) to this plastic 9
Burnin the aim, and my glock knows more
blink of the eye
But before it's all (gone Bone then stickin them lugers to watch you die), you'll have 2 ?
In your weak thigh-(not in the edit)
(Dropped you to your knees) on to your kness, now it's time for you to (bless what be?)'fess
(DJ Paul to kill a man with a fist full of fire)My fist full of fire, punch a straight through yo chest
So any trick that wanna bite of this, everything, cool
You heard what I would do, The Triple 6 f**kin crew
(So bustas hear me cause you stole some styles and dissed cool
but steppin up to them bloody 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't fools don't mess with this crew)

Chorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we takin shit
When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon this clip
(Round live by you rep cause you know you better
when we blast on that ass(?edit) we empty that clip)

Note: (This is the radio edit ends.)

Infamous]
See we tolerate no nigga that is Layzie
Broke out the and I made some Krayzie gravy
It's Eazy, and when it was to get Bizzy
Don't break, you can Wish, but You escape
Because we dead Flesh
6 bitch, easily you can be next

-Yeah, bitch, the Triple 6 Mafia, breakin muthaf**kin like it
shit, for the 9 nickel, beeyaaaaaatch!
-(Talking)