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

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

Pimp]
Just look into the eyes of the
Slangin the AK to knock out my
Fear of the razor, da blast, he passed
I'm no trace of the evidence
Bodies be in box chopped up in
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up my mattress
My conscience is black and it's
Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just rushin my
With this 9 in my hand causin death you sleep
In the I leave you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, me that cheese, make a stupid move
Nigga ya
17, please don't scream,
don't run long range street sweep
Never never run the buckshots, bust em at ya back
I'm full of yak, ain't no clue
In too deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, what you do?

J]
First a nigga (the Juice) look in the white pages for this (trick)
Mafia-style nigga (fool) cause you know who ya f**kin with (messin with)
Called him at his f**kin (called him at his) home, minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin sign to let you I'm comin so you better be gone
ya run I be stoppin ya, with the two 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a (killa) nigga from North Memphis of the Triple 6
Two killas at yo front door, Three killas at yo back
These hoes (edit) peeked through the
And saw gats pointed at the window
Nothin but after we touched em
Man I thought you
what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

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

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

[Playa
Clizick with the Triple 6 niggaz for yo death
no shame up in my game, as you take your last breath
Six niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, jump
a f**ked up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you f**kin imitators, yo ass f**kin 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 deep and bury bitch
Lay em down there the Devil
Busta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N,
Oh that's what the Fly would do, now what would you do?

[D.J.
I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that Holy Smoke
The Devil's already up in me killa so I (i 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
Plus Satan is inside, put my hand (Move my hand close) to this plastic 9
Burnin from the aim, and my glock more
Every of the eye
But before it's all (gone Bone quickin stickin them lugers to watch you die), you'll have 2 ?
In weak thigh-(not in the radio edit)
(Dropped you to your knees) Fall on to your kness, now time for you to (bless what be?)'fess
(DJ Paul to kill a man with a fist full of fire)My full of fire, punch a hole straight through yo chest
So any trick that bite of this, everything, it's cool
You heard what I would do, The Triple 6 f**kin crew
(So bustas me cause you stole some styles and dissed that's cool
but up to them bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't fools don't mess with this crew)

Chorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain't takin
When I on yo ass, I'm gon empty this clip
(Round live by you rep cause you know you slip
when we on that ass(?edit) we gonna empty that clip)

Note: (This is where the edit ends.)

[Lord
See we can't no nigga that is Layzie
Broke out the blender and I some Krayzie gravy
It's Eazy, and when it was time to get
Don't break, you can Wish, but You can't
Because we crave Flesh
6 bitch, easily you can be next

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