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Ah yea We finna get ready To bump that "Smoked out, loced out" part two Mystic Stylez, Three 6 mafia in da hoe We finna do that dat sheeeeeit... Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Bustaz get so dazed and amazed As Lil' Fly's enchants Memories of smoked out loced out Puffed out as them demons dance Playaz lookin' wild, stole our style Devils in me so Fly can get so violent Bustas silent when I'm on that blow Enhance my skills to make me treal Treal enough to kill at will Will I kill you Fly will peel you off da map that's all so real Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit Uhmm, call it Mystic Stylez cause Fly's style so mystic bitch The pimpin' mack is kickin' with the clique that's known as Triple 6 Don't bar no lemon busta niggas we dont love 'em In a trunk is where I stuff 'em Suckas run they liquor I deliver nigga hollow thangs Ain't got no feelings when im killin' cluckers busta duck for cover I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost Infared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames You can betcha by the dollar that I'm spittin' game Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but trippin' sprayin' Layin' skanky bitches to the canvas and bustas can I man Mystic Styles of the ancient mutalations Torture, chambers filled with corpses in my basement Feel the, wrath of the fuckin' devilition Three 6 Mafia creation of Satan My styles are slick, yo body bitch that I will chop in pieces No fuckin' clue to da 5-0 click No fuckin' witnesses an... They only saw da mask of Jason that I had on my face The scandalous bitch is so-so slick that why I got away safe I blaze da blunt up in da air just to relax and get high Da moon is full and all I see is 6-6-6 in da sky The Three 6 Mafia Tha devils daughter bitch is so wild Whateva you bitches are doin' you cannot compare to my mystic style I'm creepin' up on these hoes with the muthafuckin' shotgun A nigga wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these bitches wit anamosity Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these niggas Cause these hoes can't fuck wit me LaChat got tha gat Creepin' up from tha back Chrome tone now it's on Neva love a nigga joan Cause I'm a crazy bitch cuttin' off niggas dicks Man ho takin' these niggas gotta keep it rich Bitches be runnin' they mouth about this female they dont know about Suckas be talkin' that shit I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house Mystic Styles in my head as I smoke on a blunt Yo Crunchy Black da demons child has a mean ass stun I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth with tha weak ass shit You need to keep it closed trick before you get yo wig split A candle light the demon night is what it have to be Another problem for tha folks on Unsolved Mysteries Ya thought I was dead naw instead I just faked on yo ass And now I'm back wit that mask and I'm ready to blast Now tell me something has emerged Legions of demons Koopsta Knicca finna Rip 'em in plenty trick For a date with my smith & wesson Bitch you living Now you cowards waitin' to bite our fuckin' style Rip his legs Cut him down Bitch with mass up in his town Niggas bout to break ya somethin' off up in that house of torture Steppin' to that Koopsta bitch Da wicked witch of horror Horror da chambers the demons that came up To feed off your soul fool be livin' ya anger Now ya lifes in danger Evil... Notice the murderous vocalist Infamous rippin' up all of your ho shit Approachin Da Scarecrow'll butchure and Tearin' up niggas wit double edge Lyrical thought as they go the lyrical legacy Let the Lord Infamous light up da melody Every nigga that try to compare with the Triple 6 Mafia walkin' to therapy When you walk throught the wilderness Be very quiet Lord Infamous might be out stalkin' I suggest you watch out for the booby traps Mane cause the Scarecrow is out there only for huntin' Special thanks to my brother Bill Dunigan Rest in Peace he taught me bout these mean streets So therefore nigga you dont wanna come deal with the mafia We'll drop you deep down beneath The killa imperial black miracle from the bloody pacific Scarecrow will flow to the end of infinity With the style thats mystic Deep when we creep Take yo' last breath Roll up yo' tombstone Smoke a blunt of death Beware The juice'll leave ya fuckin' hoes in terror And scared of the Mystic Styles of them 3-6 devils Who eva step up to this click then ya doomed Cruel with my harpoon Straight through yo heart fool Soon I'll have you in tha trance Swearin hearin' evil chants Two knifes stuck down in my pants Bustas do not stand a chance See Im'ma cold hearted killa like murderer Al Kapone Strong as thousand mile winds quick to break ya bones A Glock 19, 95 I cause ya early death Ya walkin' Triple 6 streets so foo watch ya step We all about makin' that cheese we gotta stay straight mane Robbin' and workin' these hoes foo it ain't no thang I even got virgins servin' for me in some otha nations Pimpin' so hard that I got locked for some tax evasion Killers and thieves is all I ever had the pleasure to meet A rusty ass Tec 9 will make ya hit ya knee I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls By da one in da chamber of da Glock I got in my draws I got my cap to the side, watchin' my fuckin' back My dogs across the street in the grass When I'm sweatin the track Satan worshipper or thug would be my profile, read my file I been a mean child for a while within' a Mystic Style Aww yea it's like this for da 95' Just like last year You can't fuck wit us... Beeeooooooooooootch! Hehe, you dumbass Yeah Juicy "J" aka da juice up in this bitch and I'm out Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in this mothafucka Straight from Funkytown ho (Gangsta Boo up in this mu-fucka you know what I'm sayin' Kickin' these satanic verses I'm out ho) (This LaChat up in this mu-fucka tellin all these hoes to take they Ana to tha floo I'm out) (Yeah, Koopsta Knicca up in this bi'r'tch with that evil shi'r't) Yeah, DJ Paul up in this muthafucka Da killaman--prophet entertainment in this ho Lord Infamous, Da Scrarecrow in this muthafucka Tha mystical one nigga
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul Duane Beauregard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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