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three 6 mafia - mystic stylez lyrics

(dj paul)
ah yea
we finna get ready to b-mp that smoked out loced out part two
mystic stylez 3 6 mafia in da hoe
we finna do that dat sheeeeeit…

chorus

mafia…

(playa fly)
bustaz get so dazed and amazed
theres lil’ fly’s chance
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 sh-t
ummmm, call it mystic stylez cause fly sytles so mystic b-tch

(mc mack)
the pimpin’ mack is kickin’ with the click that’s known as triple 6
don’t bar no lemon busta n-gg-s we dont love ’em
in a trunk is where i stuff ’em
suckas run they liquor i deliver n-gg- 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
n-gg-s underestimate my pimpin’ but mackin’ but trippin’ sprayin’
layin’ sk-nky b-tches to the canvas and bustas can i man

(koopsta knicca)
mystic styles of the ancient mutalations
torture chambers filled with corpses in my bas-m-nt
feel the rath of the f-ckin’ devilition
three 6 mafia creation decending

(gangsta boo)
with my styles i slit
yo body b-tch
that i will chop to pieces
no f-ckin’ clue to da 5.0 click
no f-ckin’ witnesses an…
they only saw da mask of jason that i had on my face
the scandalous b-tch is so-so slick that why i got away safe
i blaze da bunt 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 b-tch is so wild
whateva you b-tches are doin’ you cannot compare to my mystic style

(lachat)
i’m creepin’ up on these hoes with the m-th-f-ckin’ shotgun
a n-gg- wit tha 9’s showin’ these b-tches they can’t get none
woopin’ and dumpin’ and stompin’ and d-gg-n’ these b-tches wit anamosity
pimpin’ and breakin’ and cakin’ these n-gg-s
cause these hoes can’t f-ck wit me
lachat got tha gat
creepin’ up from tha back
chrome tone now it’s on
neva love a n-gg- joan
cause i’m a crazy b-tch cuttin’ off n-gg-s d-cks
man hoe takin’ these n-gg-s gotta keep it rich
b-tches be runnin’ they mouth about this female they dont know about
suckas be talkin’ that sh-t i’m puttin’ these funky n-gg-s on da house

(chruncy black)
mystic styles in my head as i smoke on a blunt
yo crunchy black da deamons child has a mean -ss stun
i had to buck you off runnin’ yo mouth with tha weak -ss sh-t
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 -ss
and now i’m back wit that mask and i’m ready to blast

(koopsta knicca)
now tell me somthing has emerged
legions of demons
[cas a n-gg- finna]
rip ’em in plenty trick
[for a date with my smith & wesson]
b-tch you living
now you cowards waitin’ to bite our f-ckin’ style
rip his legs
cut him down
b-tch with m-ss up in his town
n-gg-s bout to break ya somethin’ off up in that house of torture
steppin’ to that koopsta b-tch
[da wicked witch or horror]
horror da chambers that tame us
they came up
to feed off your soul fool be livin’ ya anger
now ya lifes in danger

(lord infamous)
evil…
notice the murderous vocalist
infamous rippin’ up all of your hoe sh-t
approachin da scarecrow’ll butchure and
tearin’ up n-gg-s wit double edge
lyrical thought as they go the lyrical legacy
let the lord infamous light up da melody
every n-gg- 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 voodoo cultures
make up the scarecrow is out there ya only for huntin’
special thanks to my brother bill dunigan
rest in peace he taught me bout these mean streets
so therefore n-gg- you dont wanna come deal with the mafia
we’ll drop you deep down beneath
the killa imperial black miracle from the bl–dy pacific
scarecrow will flow to the end of infinity
with the style thats mystic

(juicy “j”)
deep when we creep
take yo last breath
roll up yo tombstone
smoke a blunt of death
beware
the juice’ll leave ya f-ckin’ hoes in terror
and scared of the mystic styles of them 3-6 devils
who eva step up to this click then ya doomed
cruise wit 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

(dj paul)
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 aint no thang
i even got virgins servin’ for me in some otha nations
pimpin’ so hard that i got locked for some tax evasion
killas & theves is all i ever had the pleasure to meet
a rusty -ss tec 9’ll make ya hit ya knee
i’m tryin to keep from blastin’ off my m-th-f-ckin’ b-lls
by da one in da chamber of da glock i got in my draws
i got my cap to the side
watchin’ my f-ckin’ back
my dopes across the street in the gr-ss when i’m sweatin the track
satan worshipper
the thug i be my profile read my file
i be enemy child for a while within’ a mystic style

aww yea it’s like this for da 95′
just like last year
you cant f-ck wit us…
beeeooooooooooootch!

b-tt-head: hehe, you dumb-ss
{beavis & b-tt-head laughing}

(juicy “j”)
yeah juicy “j” aka da juice up in this b-tch and i’m out

(playa fly)
yea, thiz lil’ fly up in this mothaf-cka
straight from funkytown hoe

(gangsta boo)
gangsta boo up in this mu-f-cka you know what i’m sayin’
kickin’ these satanic verses i’m out hoe

-laughing-

(lachat)
this lachat up in this mu-f-cka tellin all these hoes to take they
ana to tha floo i’m out

(koopsta knicca)
yeah, koopsta knicca up in this b-tch with that midevil sh-t

(dj paul)
yeah, dj paul up in this m-th-f-cka
da killaman–prophet entertainment in this hoe

(lord infamous)
lord infamous, da scrarecrow in this m-th-f-cka
tha mystical one n-gg-

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