文本歌词

Live By Yo Rep - Three-6 Mafia
Well I shall take 1000 razor blades
And press them in the flesh
Take my pitchfork out the fire
Soak it in their chest
Through the ribs spines
Charcoal the muscle tissue
And send what's left back to yo mammy
Cause that b**ch might miss you
But first I want to slowly pull off all your skin
Get grease and boil it hot pour it
On you and your dead friend
I probably outta be not be
So horribly slaughtering the body
I am so naughty because
I am moderately in to photography
Following through the autopsy
But man f**k it
Pour some acid on them too
That's what I would do
Skinny Pimp what would you do
Just look into the eyes of the mask
Slangin my AK to knock out my enemies
Fear of the razor da blast he done passed
Leavin no trace of the evidence
Bodies sit in box chopped up in pieces
His soul done rose
I placed them tubes up under my mattress
My conscience is black and it's strange
Cause I murdered a b**ch
And the Devil just rushin my time
With this 9 in my hand causin death
When you sleep
In the casket I make you no killas in mind
Pullin a jack reach me that cheese
Make a stupid move
Ni**a ya bleed
Bustin 17 please don't scream don't run
Either long range street sweep
Never ever run from the buckshots
Bust em at ya back
When I'm full of yak ain't no clue
In 2 deep you sneak we creep
Juiceman what would you do
First a ni**a looked in the white pages for this b**ch
Mafia-style ni**a cause you
Don't know who ya f**kin it
Called him at his f**kin home
Minimum breathin on the phone
Warnin sign to let you know
I'm comin so you better be gone
Wether ya run I be stoppin ya
With the 2 9s I be poppin ya
Witness a ni**a from North Memphis
Of the Triple 6 Mafia
2 killas at yo front door 3 killas at yo back door
These hoes peeked through the curtains
And saw them gats pointed at the window
Nothin but destruction after we touched em
Man I thought you knew
That's what I would do
Gangsta Boo what would you do
Think about a master plan on
How to buck them b**ches dead
Gangsta Boo the Devil's Daughter
Comin with the livin dead
Yes I'm so so crazy so so scandalous
I will hurt you b**ch
Torture your body with nothin but fire
Then I calmly shoot you b**ch
Blast you in yo head make sure you dead
Cause I don't want you to live
My words of wisdom:
The weaker the victim the bigger the thrill
The Triple 6 Mafia do not feel sorry
For none of you dirty hoes
We full of that w**d so
We proceed to take your f**kin soul
It's not a problem
When I buck you b**ch I do it smooth
That's what the Devil's Daughter do
Now Fly what would you do
First I hit up Crunchy
And I get full of that Holy Ghost
The Devil's already in me
So I ain't gotta go too far to loc
You f**ked up with the wrong click
So your murder's all on my mind
Plus Satan's inside put my hand to this plastic 9
Burrnin from the aim my glock knows more
Every blink of the eye
But before it's all over you'll have 2 Loogers
In your weak thigh
Fall on to your kness
Now it's time for you to 'fess
My fist full of fire
I punch a hole straight through yo chest
So any trick that wanna bite of this
Everything it's cool
You heard what I would do
And the Triple 6 whole f**kin crew
Ni**a live by yo rep cause we ain't takin sh*t
When I blast on yo a** I'm gon empty this clip
Ni**a live by yo rep cause we ain't takin sh*t
When I blast on yo a** I'm gon empty this clip
Ni**a live by yo rep cause we ain't takin sh*t
When I blast on yo a** I'm gon empty this clip
See we can't tolerate no ni**a that is Layzie
Broke out the blender and I made some Krayzie gravy
It's Eazy and when it was time to get Bizzy
Don't break you can Wish but You can't escape
Because we crave dead Flesh
Triple 6 b**ch easily you can be next
Yeah b**ch the Triple 6 Mafia
Breakin muthaf**kin bones like it
Ain't sh*t for the 9 nickel beeyaaaaaatch