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This is Lakeisha Lymon with Bone Magazine here the
(Three 6 Mafia)
from who has a unique quality of rap style
"What would you do if someone tried to duplicate ideas?"

Infamous]
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, 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 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 through the
But man, f**k it, (enough of them bustas so just) pour some acid all them, too
That's what I would do, Skinny what would you do?

[Skinny
Just into the eyes of the mask
Slangin the AK to out my enemies
of the razor, da blast, he done passed
I'm no trace of the evidence
Bodies be in box chopped up in
His soul done rose, I placed them tubes up under my
My is black 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 I leave you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, a stupid move
Nigga ya
Bustin 17, don't scream,
don't run neither long range sweep
Never never run from the buckshots, bust em at ya
When I'm 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 white 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
sign 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 North Memphis of the 6 Mafia
Two killas at yo front door, Three at yo back door
These (edit) peeked through the curtains
And saw them pointed at the window
but destruction after we touched 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 (this pimpin playa) comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I will you bitch
your body with nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you (quick)
you in yo head make sure you dead
Cause I don't you to live
My words of wisdom: The weaker the victim the bigger the 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 (them leaves) so we proceed to take your f**kin soul (all of your souls)
not a problem when I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it smooth
That's what the Daughter do, (this lady boo would do) now (Paul) Fly what would you do?

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

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

[D.J.
First I hit up Crunchy, and I get full of that 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 all on my mind
Plus Satan is inside, put my hand (Move my hand real close) to this 9
from the aim, and my glock knows more
Every of the eye
But before it's all (gone Bone quickin stickin 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 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 dissed that's
but steppin up to them bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't 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 empty this
(Round live by you rep cause you know you better
when we blast on that ass(?edit) we empty that 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 can't
we crave dead 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)