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

Mafia...

(Playa Fly)
Bustaz get so dazed and
Lil' Fly's chance
Memories of smoked out loced out puffed out as them dance
Playaz wild
Stole our
in me so
Fly can get so
Bustas when I'm on that blow
Enhance my skills to me treal
enough to kill at will
Will I you
Fly will you off da map that's all so real
you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit
Ummmm, call it mystic stylez cause fly sytles so bitch

(MC Mack)
The pimpin' mack is kickin' the click that's known as Triple 6
Don't bar no lemon busta we dont love 'em
In a trunk is I stuff 'em
Suckas run they liquor I deliver hollow thangs
Ain't got no feelings when im killin' busta duck for cover
I come a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya head full of lead yawkin'
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
the rath of the fuckin' devilition
Three 6 creation decending

(Gangsta Boo)
With my I slit
Yo bitch
That I will to pieces
No fuckin' to da 5.0 click
No fuckin' an...
They only saw da mask of 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 is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky
The 6 Mafia
tha daughter bitch is so wild
Whateva you bitches are doin' you compare to my mystic style

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

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

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

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
Notice the murderous
Infamous up all of your hoe shit
Approachin Da butchure and
Tearin' up wit double edge
Lyrical thought as they go the lyrical
Let the Lord Infamous light up da
nigga that try to compare with the
Triple 6 walkin' to therapy
When you walk the wilderness
Be very quiet Lord Infamous be out stalkin'
I suggest you out for the voodoo cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya only for
Special thanks to my brother Bill
Rest in Peace he taught me bout mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont wanna come deal with the
We'll drop you deep down
The killa imperial miracle from the bloody pacific
Scarecrow will flow to the end of
With the style mystic

(Juicy "J")
Deep when we
Take yo breath
up yo tombstone
Smoke a of death

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

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

Aww yea it's like for da 95'
Just like year
You fuck wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!

Hehe, you dumbass
{Beavis & Butt-Head

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

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

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

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

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

(DJ Paul)
Yeah, DJ Paul up in this
Da entertainment in this hoe

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