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Chorus (4x): You know me
My weapon's to tell ya

[Lord
til they gone never stay alone killas laser chrome
Hunting in the zone the enemies roam
Massacre the town fire all yo make em all fall down
Please don't make a hear the Devil growl
Please don't go to sleep go to sleep
You may not awake cause I'm to take you deep down beneath
The Scarecrow's in the woods, through the woods
Creeping yo hood, please don't be so scared
Go and a look
I got the steel, may I be forgived, I didn't mean to kill
Now I wipe bone and blood off my windshield
I'm in the park, fire on the lost, watching body parts
into sparks, bloodied on my saw
Lord Infamous is me, psychpathically, driven in the
Seek and you shall find my evil is
Cause I give a fuck less, color of your flesh, I want to mess
Up your fuckin chest with my jet black

4x

[Gangsta
what you know about the south side?
Not a thing, but yo ass do not realize
is takin over, nigga, squashin all this bullshit
North, east, west, it's all good, represent
Comin the quickness, oh my goodness, it's this gangsta bitch
Never solo only roll with down with Triple 6
What you jealous fo?
you don't know me so
Bustin so World, Mafia makin money ho

J]
Yeah, this Triple 6 Mafia it's real
Fool it nothin fake
We tote them and keep them cocked and never hesitate
You wanna run up to this and talk that ?flodge? and shit
And yo ass tied up and thrown away off in a ditch
Or see me bitch, drop to yo feet you flow 20 deep
Deep in the Mississippi wrapped up in a sheet
And then ya know the Last Man can't be you or me
How could with this and my fuckin N-i-n-e?
BEEYATCH!

4x

[D.J.
The Man Standin'll never be part of the B.O.N.E
Comin from ? 4-0, searchin for my enem-eny
Niggaz tryin to quick, shut it up you fixin to die trick
40 caliber, gonna rowdy ya to the brains, you to die, bitch
Huh, in the Mid-south we see ya, may never wanna be ya
you come up out that Chevy with yo draws off
Sawed-offs we be aimin, with yo games-es
Automatic my brains is, shootin yo brains in
Three 6 mutha Mafia, fools we gon rocket ya
Wanna party ain't no stoppin us
Comin from the M, no love for her or him
a blast from that blast
Man I doubt ya even in the past
You thought you had some characters, fuckin the click
6 niggaz carry ya, I bury ya
alive after the rest of demands
The Three 6 Mafia, the last to
After the war is

4x

[Gangsta
Deuce, deuce down, drinkin with the Texas thugs
Scrugs, ain't no love, catch me slummed of them fuckin
Boys bound, lost and found, biggest man around
Never try to me down, ?tre 8? though, gon fuckin clown
You don't this nigga
What, malt liquor got you thinkin
Rico with that fo-fo through the d-z-oor, you don't this man
G-a-n-g-s-t-a, bitch, glorified shit,
no need for this cause a man will kill you quick
Nigga!

It's almost nightfall, let me slip on my murderer
A smile to a frown make a nigga that I'm on drugs
Orange Mound I be, Mackin Child is who I be
A young to arrested got you to my mystery
Psycho kids split yo wig, all the mighty dollar
Fuckin with my Devil this ho let this up out yo collar
Comin deep, Mafia deep, you niggaz to fuckin sleep
A bomb in yo pager, now watch it when the Child beep
BITCH!