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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 would you do if tried to duplicate your ideas?"

Infamous]
Well Infamous takin the 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 horribly slaughtering the
I am so naughty because I am into photography
Following the autopsy
But man, f**k it, (enough of them bustas so just) some 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
be in box chopped up in pieces
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my
My conscience is black and it's
Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the just rushin my time
With this 9 in my hand causin when you sleep
In the casket I you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, me that cheese, make a stupid move
ya bleed
Bustin 17, please scream,
don't run neither long range sweep
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 (the Juice) look in the white pages for this bitch (trick)
Mafia-style (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 breathin on the
Warnin sign to let you know I'm comin so you better be
Wether ya run I be stoppin ya, the two 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a (killa) nigga from North of the Triple 6 Mafia
Two at yo front door, Three killas at yo back door
These hoes (edit) peeked through the
And saw them gats pointed at the
Nothin but after we touched em
Man I thought you
That's what I do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

Boo]
Think hard of a master plan on how to buck bitches (bustas) dead
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
your body with nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you (quick)
Blast you in yo head sure you dead
Cause I don't want you to
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 weed (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 Daughter do, (this lady boo do) now (Paul) Fly what would you do?

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

[Playa
Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggaz for yo
Ain't no shame up in my game, as you take your 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, watch yo ass click
Bite a Playa's style and slip, soon you will be stackin,
Fly gon them body bags, Lord you touch the f**kin shovel
Dig it deep and bury that
Lay em there with the Devil
numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
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 notta go) ain't go too far to loc
You f**ked (edit) up with the click (This time you've crossed your ? beware)
So your all on my mind
Plus Satan is inside, put my hand (Move my real close) to this plastic 9
Burnin the aim, and my glock knows more
Every of the eye
But before it's all (gone Bone quickin then them 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, a hole straight through yo chest
So any trick that wanna of this, everything, it's cool
You heard what I would do, The Triple 6 whole crew
(So bustas hear me cause you stole some styles and dissed that's
but steppin up to them bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools fools don't mess with this crew)

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

Note: (This is where the edit 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 escape
Because we crave Flesh
Triple 6 bitch, easily you can be

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