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(DJ Paul)
Ah yea
We finna get ready to bump that smoked out 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' chance
Memories of out loced out puffed out as them demons dance
lookin' wild
Stole our
in me so
Fly can get so
Bustas silent when I'm on blow
Enhance my to make me treal
Treal enough to kill at
Will I you
Fly will peel you off da map all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often what to call this shit
Ummmm, call it mystic stylez fly sytles so mystic bitch

(MC Mack)
The pimpin' is kickin' with 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 nigga thangs
Ain't got no when im killin' cluckers busta duck for cover
I come a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya head of lead yawkin' lames
You can by the dollar that I'm spittin' game
Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but sprayin'
Layin' skanky to the canvas and bustas can I man

(Koopsta Knicca)
Mystic Styles of the ancient
Torture chambers with corpses in my basement
Feel the of the fuckin' devilition
Three 6 creation decending

(Gangsta Boo)
With my I slit
Yo bitch
That I will to pieces
No clue to da 5.0 click
No fuckin' an...
only saw da mask of Jason that I had on my face
The scandalous bitch is so-so that why I got away safe
I da bunt 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 with the muthafuckin' shotgun
A wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none
Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these bitches wit
Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' 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 bitch off niggas dicks
Man hoe takin' these niggas gotta keep it
Bitches be runnin' they mouth about this female dont know about
be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house

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

(Koopsta Knicca)
Now tell me has emerged
of demons
[cas a finna]
Rip 'em in trick
a date with my smith & wesson]
Bitch you
Now you cowards waitin' to bite our style
Rip his
Cut him
Bitch mass up in his town
Niggas bout to break ya somethin' off up in that of torture
Steppin' to that bitch
[da wicked or horror]
Horror da chambers that us
They up
To feed off your soul fool be livin' ya
Now ya lifes in

(Lord Infamous)
Evil...
the murderous vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe
Approachin Da butchure and
Tearin' up niggas wit edge
Lyrical thought as they go the legacy
Let the Lord Infamous up da melody
Every nigga that try to compare the
Triple 6 Mafia to therapy
When you walk throught the
Be very quiet Lord Infamous be out stalkin'
I suggest you out for the voodoo cultures
Make up The is out there ya only for huntin'
Special thanks to my brother Dunigan
Rest in Peace he taught me these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont come deal with the mafia
We'll drop you deep down
The killa imperial black miracle from the pacific
Scarecrow will flow to the end of
With the style mystic

(Juicy "J")
when we creep
Take yo last
Roll up yo
Smoke a of death

The juice'll leave ya fuckin' in terror
And of the Mystic Styles of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click ya doomed
Cruise wit my
Straight through yo fool
Soon have you in tha trance
Swearin hearin' evil
Two knifes stuck down in my
Bustas do not stand a

(DJ Paul)
See Im'ma hearted killa like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds quick to break ya
A glock 19, 95 i cause ya death
Ya walkin' Triple 6 streets so foo ya step
We all about makin' that we gotta stay straight mane
Robbin' and workin' these hoes foo it no thang
I even got virgins servin' for me in some otha
Pimpin' so hard that I got for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I ever had the to meet
A rusty ass tec 9'll ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin'
By da one in da chamber of da glock I got in my
I got my cap to the
Watchin' my fuckin'
My across the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the track
worshipper
The thug I be my read my file
I be enemy for a while within' a Mystic Style

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

Hehe, you dumbass
{Beavis & Butt-Head

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

(Playa Fly)
Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in this
Straight from hoe

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

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

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

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

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