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Man cold'n a muthaf**ka I wish I had some ole funkdafied...
This is Lakeisha Lymon with Bone 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 Infamous takin the 1000 of razor blades and I be em up in their flesh
Takin my pitchfork up out of the soakin it down in their chest
Through the ribs, spines, and the muscle tissue
And sendin what's left of it back to yo
Because 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 be not be so horribly slaughtering the body
I am so naughty I am moderately into photography
Following through the
But man, f**k it, (enough of bustas so just) pour some acid all over them, too
That's what I would do, Skinny what would you do?

[Skinny
Just look into the eyes of the
the AK to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he passed
I'm leavin no of the evidence
Bodies be in box chopped up in
His done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is and it's strange
Cause I a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just rushin my time
With this 9 in my hand causin when you sleep
In the casket I leave you no killas in
Pullin a jack, me that cheese, make a stupid move
ya bleed
Bustin 17, don't scream,
don't run neither long street sweep
Never never run from the buckshots, em at ya back
When I'm 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 (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
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 of the Triple 6 Mafia
Two at yo front door, Three killas at yo back door
These hoes (edit) through the curtains
And saw gats pointed at the window
but destruction after we touched em
Man I you knew
That's what I would do, Gangsta Boo would you do?

[Gangsta
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 hurt you bitch
your body with nothin but fire
Then I calmly you bitch (quick)
Blast you in yo head make you dead
Cause I don't you to live
My of wisdom: The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill is
The Three 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty hoes (and that's how the 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 the real Triple 6 niggaz for yo death
Ain't no shame up in my game, as you take your breath
Six trill, ready to kill, bustas, suckas jump
Pull a f**ked up on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you f**kin imitators, yo ass f**kin click
Bite a Playa's style and slip, soon you will be stackin,
Fly gon bring them body bags, Lord you the f**kin shovel
Dig it and bury that bitch
Lay em down with the Devil
numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
Oh that's what the Fly would do, now Killaman what 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 notta go) ain't gotta go too far to loc
You f**ked (edit) up with the wrong click (This time you've your ? beware)
So murder's 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 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 it's 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 wanna bite of this, everything, it's
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 bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't fools don't mess with this crew)

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

Note: (This is where the edit ends.)

[Lord
See we can't tolerate no nigga that is
Broke out the blender and I some Krayzie gravy
Eazy, and when it was time to get Bizzy
Don't break, you can Wish, but You can't
Because we dead 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)