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

Infamous]
Well Infamous the 1000 of razor blades and I be pressin em up in their flesh
my pitchfork 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
that bitch (I think) she just might miss you
But first, I want to slowly pull off all skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your dead
I probably outta be not be so slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because I am 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 would do, Skinny Pimp would you do?

Pimp]
Just into the eyes of the mask
the AK to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he done
I'm no trace of the evidence
Bodies be in box chopped up in
His soul done rose, I them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and strange
Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just my time
With this 9 in my hand causin when you sleep
In the I leave you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid
Nigga ya
17, please don't scream,
don't run neither long range street
Never run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
I'm full of yak, ain't no clue
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) cause you don't who ya f**kin with (messin with)
Called him at his f**kin (called him slippin at his) home, breathin on the phone
Warnin to let you know 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 door, Three killas at yo back door
These hoes (edit) peeked through the
And saw them pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we em
Man I thought you
That's what I would do, Gangsta Boo what you do?

Boo]
Think hard of a master plan on how to buck them bitches (bustas)
Gangsta Boo the Devil's Daughter (this pimpin playa) with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I hurt you bitch
Torture body with nothin but fire
Then I shoot you bitch (quick)
Blast you in yo head make you dead
I don't want you to live
My words of The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill is
The Three 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for 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)
It's not a problem I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it smooth
That's what the Devil's do, (this lady boo would do) now (Paul) Fly what would you do?

Note: (Fly's flo is not in the 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, ready to kill, bustas, suckas
Pull a up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you f**kin imitators, watch yo ass f**kin
Bite a Playa's style and slip, soon you will be stackin,
Fly gon bring them body bags, you touch the f**kin shovel
Dig it deep and bury that
Lay em down with the Devil
Busta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N,
Oh that's the Fly would do, now Killaman what would you do?

[D.J.
First I hit up Crunchy, and I get of that Holy Smoke
The Devil's already up in me killa so I (i feel a high go) ain't gotta go too far to loc
You f**ked (edit) up with the click (This time you've crossed your ? beware)
So your murder's all on my
Plus Satan is inside, put my hand (Move my hand real close) to this 9
Burnin from the aim, and my knows more
Every of the eye
But before all (gone Bone quickin then stickin them lugers to watch you die), you'll have 2 ?
In your thigh-(not in the radio edit)
(Dropped you to your knees) Fall on to your kness, now it's time for you to (bless be?)'fess
(DJ Paul to a man with a fist full of fire)My fist full of fire, punch a hole straight through yo chest
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 hear me you stole some styles and dissed that's cool
but steppin up to them 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 takin shit
When I blast on yo ass, I'm gon this clip
(Round live by you rep you know you better slip
we blast on that ass(?edit) we gonna empty that clip)

Note: (This is where the radio ends.)

Infamous]
See we can't no nigga that 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 can't
Because we crave Flesh
Triple 6 bitch, easily you can be

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