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Man it's cold'n a muthaf**ka I I had some ole funkdafied...
is Lakeisha Lymon with Bone Magazine here interviewing the
(Three 6 Mafia)
from who has a unique quality of rap style
"What would you do if 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 fire it down in their chest
Through the ribs, spines, and the muscle tissue
And what's left of it back to yo mammy
Because bitch (I think) she just might miss you
But first, I want to slowly off all your 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 moderately into
Following through the
But man, it, (enough of them bustas so just) pour some acid all over them, too
That's what I would do, Pimp what would you do?

[Skinny
Just look into the eyes of the
Slangin the AK to knock out my
Fear of the razor, da blast, he passed
I'm leavin no of the evidence
Bodies be in box up in pieces
His soul done rose, I them tubes up under my mattress
My is black and it's strange
Cause I a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just rushin my time
this 9 in my hand causin death when you sleep
In the casket I leave you no killas in
Pullin a jack, reach me cheese, make a stupid move
Nigga ya
Bustin 17, don't scream,
don't run neither long range street
Never run from the buckshots, bust em at ya back
When I'm full of yak, no clue
In too deep, you sneak, we creep, Juiceman, would 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 at his) home, minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin 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 North Memphis 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 pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we em
Man I you knew
That's what I would do, Gangsta Boo what you do?

Boo]
Think hard of a plan on how to buck them bitches (bustas) dead
Gangsta Boo the Devil's (this pimpin playa) comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I will hurt you
Torture your body nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you (quick)
Blast you in yo head make you dead
Cause I want you to live
My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the the thrill is
The Three 6 Mafia do not 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 soul (all of souls)
It's not a problem when I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it
That's the Devil's 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 real 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, jump
Pull a up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you imitators, watch 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 f**kin
Dig it deep and bury that
Lay em down with the Devil
Busta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N,
Oh what the Fly would do, now Killaman 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 feel a high 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
Burnin from the aim, and my knows more
Every of the eye
But before it's all (gone Bone quickin then stickin them lugers to watch you die), you'll 2 ?
In weak thigh-(not in the radio edit)
(Dropped you to your knees) Fall on to your kness, now it's for you to (bless what be?)'fess
(DJ Paul to kill a man a fist full of fire)My fist full of fire, punch a hole straight through yo chest
So any that wanna bite of this, everything, it's cool
You heard what I would do, The 6 whole f**kin crew
(So bustas hear me cause you stole some styles and 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 empty this
(Round live by you rep cause you know you better
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 made some gravy
It's Eazy, and when it was to get Bizzy
break, you can Wish, but You can't escape
Because we crave Flesh
Triple 6 bitch, you can be next

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