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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 quality of rap
"What you do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?"

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

[Skinny
Just into the eyes of the mask
Slangin the AK to out my enemies
of the razor, da blast, he done passed
I'm leavin no of the evidence
Bodies be in box chopped up in
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my
My is black and it's strange
I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just rushin my time
With 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep
In the casket I you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid
Nigga ya
Bustin 17, don't scream,
don't run neither long range sweep
Never never run from the buckshots, em at ya back
When I'm full of yak, 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 bitch (trick)
nigga (fool) cause you don't know who ya f**kin with (messin with)
Called him at his f**kin (called him slippin at his) home, minimum on the phone
sign to let you know I'm comin so you better be gone
Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, the two 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a (killa) nigga from North Memphis of the Triple 6
Two killas at yo door, Three killas at yo back door
These hoes (edit) through the curtains
And saw them pointed at the window
but destruction after we touched em
Man I you knew
That's I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

[Gangsta
Think hard of a master plan on how to buck them bitches (bustas)
Boo the Devil's Daughter (this pimpin playa) comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I hurt you bitch
Torture your with nothin but fire
Then I calmly you bitch (quick)
you in yo head make sure you dead
Cause I want you to live
My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the bigger the 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 to take your f**kin soul (all of your souls)
It's not a problem when I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it
That's what the Devil's Daughter do, (this 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
Ain't no up in my game, as you take your last breath
Six niggaz trill, to kill, bustas, suckas jump
Pull a f**ked up on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you imitators, watch yo ass f**kin click
Bite a Playa's style and slip, soon you be stackin, bitch
Fly gon bring them bags, Lord you touch the f**kin shovel
Dig it deep and bury that
Lay em down there the Devil
numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh that's what the Fly do, now Killaman what would you do?

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

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

Note: (This is where the edit ends.)

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

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