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Man it's cold'n a muthaf**ka I wish I had 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 someone tried to duplicate ideas?"

Infamous]
Well Infamous takin the 1000 of razor blades and I be pressin em up in their
Takin my up out of the fire soakin it down in their chest
the ribs, spines, charcoal and the muscle tissue
And sendin what's left of it to yo mammy
that bitch (I think) she just might miss you
But first, I to slowly pull off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it on you and your friend
I probably outta be not be so slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because I am moderately into
through the autopsy
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?

Pimp]
Just look into the 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 done rose, I placed them tubes up under my mattress
My is black and it's strange
Cause I murdered a (edit) bitch, and the Devil just rushin my
With this 9 in my hand causin death you sleep
In the casket I leave you no in mind
Pullin a jack, reach me that cheese, make a move
Nigga ya
17, please don't scream,
don't run neither range street sweep
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) in the white pages for this bitch (trick)
Mafia-style nigga (fool) cause you don't know who ya f**kin (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 so you better be gone
ya run I be stoppin 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) peeked the curtains
And saw them pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction we touched em
Man I thought you
That's what I would do, Boo what would you do?

[Gangsta
Think hard of a master plan on how to buck them bitches (bustas)
Gangsta Boo the Daughter (this pimpin playa) comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy, so so scandalous(wild), (edit) I will you bitch
Torture your with nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you (quick)
Blast you in yo head make sure you
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 hoes (and how the story goes)
We full of that weed (them leaves) so we proceed to take your f**kin soul (all of souls)
not a problem when I buck you bitch,(I be buckin them suckas) I do it smooth
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 Triple 6 for yo death
Ain't no shame up in my game, as you take last breath
Six niggaz trill, ready to kill, bustas, jump
Pull a f**ked up on you niggas, Fly gon ball, you punk
To you f**kin imitators, watch yo ass f**kin
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 there with the Devil
numb, red rum, Mr. I-B-N, fool
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 Smoke
The Devil's up in me killa so I (i feel a high notta 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 murder's all on my
Plus is inside, put my hand (Move my hand real close) to this plastic 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 weak thigh-(not in the radio edit)
(Dropped you to knees) Fall on to your kness, now it's 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, punch a hole through yo chest
So any trick that wanna bite of this, everything, cool
You heard what I would do, The Triple 6 whole crew
(So bustas hear me cause you some styles and dissed that's cool
but steppin up to them bloody black 9mm Three 6 ain't fools ain't fools mess with this crew)

Chorus (4x): Nigga, live by yo rep cause we takin shit
I blast on yo ass, I'm gon empty this clip
(Round live by you rep cause you you better slip
when we blast on that ass(?edit) we gonna empty clip)

Note: (This is where the radio ends.)

Infamous]
See we tolerate no nigga 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, you can be next

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