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Man it's cold'n a I wish I had some ole funkdafied...
This is Lakeisha Lymon with Bone 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?"

[Lord
Well Infamous takin the 1000 of razor and I be pressin em up in their flesh
Takin my pitchfork up out of the fire soakin it down in chest
Through the ribs, spines, charcoal and the muscle
And sendin what's left of it back to yo
Because that bitch (I think) she just might 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 outta 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 them bustas so just) pour acid all over them, too
what I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?

[Skinny
Just look into the of the mask
the AK to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor, da blast, he done
I'm leavin no trace of the
Bodies be in box up in pieces
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up my mattress
My conscience is and it's strange
Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just my time
With this 9 in my hand causin death when you
In the casket I leave you no in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a stupid
ya bleed
Bustin 17, don't scream,
don't run neither range street 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, what you do?

J]
First a nigga (the Juice) look in the pages for this bitch (trick)
Mafia-style nigga (fool) cause you don't know who ya 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 ya, with the two 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a (killa) nigga from Memphis of the Triple 6 Mafia
Two killas at yo front door, Three killas at yo door
These hoes (edit) through the curtains
And saw gats pointed at the window
but destruction after we touched em
Man I you knew
what I would do, Gangsta Boo what would you do?

[Gangsta
hard of a master plan on how to buck them bitches (bustas) dead
Gangsta Boo the Devil's Daughter (this pimpin playa) comin the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I will you bitch
Torture your body nothin but fire
I calmly shoot you bitch (quick)
Blast you in yo head sure you dead
I don't want you to live
My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the the thrill is
The Three 6 Mafia do not feel sorry for none of you dirty (and that's how the story goes)
We of that weed (them leaves) so we proceed to take your f**kin soul (all of your souls)
It's not a when I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it smooth
That's what the Devil's Daughter do, (this lady boo would do) now (Paul) Fly would you do?

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

Fly]
Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggaz for yo
Ain't no up in my game, as you take your last breath
Six niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, suckas
Pull a f**ked up clickin on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you
To you f**kin imitators, watch yo ass f**kin
Bite a Playa's and slip, soon you will be stackin, bitch
Fly gon bring them body bags, Lord you touch the f**kin
Dig it and bury that bitch
Lay em down with the Devil
Busta numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N,
Oh that's what the Fly would do, now what would you do?

[D.J.
First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that Holy
The already up in me killa so I (i feel a high notta go) ain't gotta go too far to loc
You f**ked (edit) up the wrong click (This time you've crossed 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 the aim, and my glock knows more
Every of the eye
But before it's all (gone quickin then stickin them lugers to watch you die), you'll have 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 with a fist full of fire)My fist full of fire, punch a hole straight through yo
So any trick that bite 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 bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't fools don't with this crew)

(4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we ain't 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 blast on that ass(?edit) we gonna empty clip)

Note: (This is where the radio ends.)

[Lord
See we can't tolerate no that is Layzie
Broke out the and I made some Krayzie gravy
It's Eazy, and when it was 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 muthaf**kin like it
shit, for the 9 nickel, beeyaaaaaatch!
-(Talking)