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(DJ Paul)
Ah yea
We finna get ready to bump that out loced out part two
mystic 3 6 mafia in da hoe
We do that dat sheeeeeit...

Mafia...

(Playa Fly)
Bustaz get so and amazed
Theres Lil' Fly's
of smoked out loced out puffed out as them demons dance
Playaz wild
our style
in me so
Fly can get so
silent when I'm on that blow
Enhance my to make me treal
Treal enough to at will
Will I you
Fly peel you off da map that's all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to this shit
Ummmm, call it stylez cause fly sytles so mystic bitch

(MC Mack)
The mack is kickin' with the click that's known as Triple 6
bar no lemon busta niggas we dont love 'em
In a trunk is where I 'em
run they liquor I deliver nigga hollow thangs
Ain't got no feelings when im killin' cluckers duck for cover
I come with a chrome can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya head of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar I'm spittin' game
Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but sprayin'
Layin' skanky bitches to the and bustas can I man

(Koopsta Knicca)
Mystic of the ancient mutalations
Torture chambers filled corpses in my basement
Feel the rath of the devilition
Three 6 Mafia decending

(Gangsta Boo)
my styles I slit
Yo body
I will chop to pieces
No clue to da 5.0 click
No fuckin' an...
They saw da mask of Jason that I had on my face
The scandalous bitch is so-so slick that why I got safe
I blaze da up in da air just to relax and get high
Da moon is full and all I see is in da sky
The 6 Mafia
tha devils daughter is so wild
Whateva you bitches are doin' you compare to my mystic style

(LaChat)
I'm creepin' up on these hoes with the shotgun
A wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none
and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these bitches wit anamosity
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' niggas
these hoes can't fuck wit me
got tha gat
Creepin' up from tha
Chrome tone now on
love a nigga joan
Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin' off dicks
Man hoe takin' niggas gotta keep it rich
Bitches be runnin' they mouth about this female dont know about
Suckas be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da

(Chruncy Black)
Mystic in my head as I smoke on a blunt
Yo Crunchy da deamons child has a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth with tha ass shit
You to keep it closed
before you get yo wig split
A candle light the demon night is it have to be
Another problem for tha on Unsolved Mysteries
Ya I was dead
Naw I just faked on yo ass
And now I'm back wit that and I'm ready to blast

(Koopsta Knicca)
Now tell me has emerged
Legions of
a nigga finna]
Rip 'em in plenty
[for a date with my & wesson]
you living
Now you cowards waitin' to bite our style
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch with up in his town
Niggas bout to break ya somethin' off up in that of torture
Steppin' to that Koopsta
[da witch or horror]
Horror da that tame us
They up
To feed off your soul fool be livin' ya
Now ya lifes in

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
Notice the vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe
Da Scarecrow'll butchure and
Tearin' up wit double edge
Lyrical as they go the lyrical legacy
Let the Lord Infamous light up da
Every nigga that try to with the
Triple 6 walkin' to therapy
When you throught the wilderness
Be very quiet Infamous might be out stalkin'
I suggest you watch out for the cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya for huntin'
Special thanks to my brother Dunigan
Rest in he taught me bout these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont wanna come deal the mafia
We'll drop you down beneath
The killa imperial black miracle the bloody pacific
will flow to the end of infinity
With the style mystic

(Juicy "J")
Deep we creep
Take yo breath
Roll up yo
Smoke a blunt of

The juice'll leave ya fuckin' in terror
And scared of the Mystic of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to click then ya doomed
Cruise wit my
Straight through yo heart
Soon I'll have you in tha
Swearin evil chants
Two knifes stuck down in my
Bustas do not a chance

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma cold hearted like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as mile winds quick to break ya bones
A glock 19, 95 i ya early death
Ya walkin' Triple 6 streets so foo ya step
We all makin' that cheese we gotta stay straight mane
and workin' these hoes foo it aint no thang
I even got servin' for me in some otha nations
Pimpin' so hard I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I ever had the pleasure to
A ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By da one in da of da glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the
my fuckin' back
My dopes the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the track
worshipper
The I be my profile read my file
I be enemy child for a while a Mystic Style

Aww yea it's this for da 95'
like last year
You cant wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!

Butt-Head: Hehe, you
& Butt-Head laughing}

(Juicy "J")
Yeah Juicy "J" aka da up in this bitch and I'm out

(Playa Fly)
Yea, thiz Fly up in this mothafucka
Straight funkytown hoe

(Gangsta Boo)
Gangsta Boo up in this mu-fucka you know what I'm
Kickin' satanic verses I'm out hoe

(LaChat)
This LaChat up in mu-fucka tellin all these hoes to take they
ana to tha I'm out

(Koopsta Knicca)
Yeah, Koopsta Knicca up in this bitch with that midevil

(DJ Paul)
Yeah, DJ Paul up in muthafucka
Da killaman--prophet in this hoe

(Lord Infamous)
Lord Infamous, Da in this muthafucka
Tha mystical one