Three 6 Mafia – Mystic Stylez

Three 6 Mafia – Mystic Stylez Lyrics

Artist: Three 6 Mafia
Song: Mystic Stylez

Ah yea We finna get ready
To bump that “Smoked out, loced out” part two
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 enchants
Memories of “Smoked out, Loced out” bumped out as them demons dance
Playaz lookin’ wild, stole our style, devil’s 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 also real
Don’t you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit?
Uhmm, call it Mystic Stylez cause Fly’s style so mystic b#tch

The pimpin’ Mack is kickin’ it 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’ clockers
Best to duck for cover
I come with a chrome yawk and makin’ hoes pay the cost
Infared to ya head full of lead yawkin’ lames

You can betcha bottom dollar that I’m spittin’ game
n#gg#s underestimate my pimpin’ but Mack ain’t trippin’
Sprayin’, layin’ sk#nky b#tches to the canvas and bustas can I man
Mystic Styles of the ancient mutilations

Torture chambers filled with corpses in my bas#ment
Feel the wrath of the f#ckin’ devilition
My styles are slick, yo body b#tch that I will chop in 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 a 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

Whateva you b#tches are doin’ you cannot compare to our mystic style
I’m creepin’ up on these hoes with the muthaf#ckin’ shotgun
My n#gg# wit tha 9’s showin’ these b#tches they can’t get none
Woopin’ and dumpin’ and stompin’ and doggin’ these b#tches wit animosity

Pimpin’ and breakin’ and cakin’ these n#gg#s cause these hoes can’t f#ck wit me
La Chat got tha gat, creepin’ up from tha back
Chrome tone now it’s on, never love a n#gg# john
Cause I’m a crazy b#tch, cuttin’ off n#gg#s dicks

Man ho takin’ these n#gg#s gotta keep it rich
b#tches be runnin’ they mouth about this female they don’t know about
Suckas be talkin’ that sh#t, I’m puttin’ these funky n#gg#s on da house
Mystic Styles in my head as I smoke on a blunt

Yo Crunchy Black da demons child has a mean #ss stun
I had to buck you off, runnin’ yo mouth with that weak #ss sh#t
You need to keep it closed trick before you get yo wig split
The 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
Now tell me something has emerged

We … against legions of demons
Koopsta Knicca finna rip ’em in plenty dread
Buck ’em dead with my Smith & Wesson
b#tch you living now you cowards waitin’ to bite our f#ckin’ style

Reap his legs, cut him down, b#tch we massive in this town
n#gg#s bout to break ya somethin’ off up in that house of torture
Steppin’ up to that Koopsta b#tch – da wicked witch of horror
Horror, da chambers, the daemons that came up

To feed on your soul for we live on yo anger now ya life’s in danger
Evil
Notice the murderous vocalist Infamous rippin’ up all of your hoe sh#t
Approachin da Scarecrow will butcher and tearin’ up n#gg#s with double the

Lyrical dopeness
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 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
And so therefore n#gg# you don’t 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 that’s mystic
Deep when we creep, take yo’ last breath
Roll up yo’ tombstone, smoke a blunt of death
Beware – the Juice’ll leave you funky hoes in terror

And scared of the Mystic Styles of them Three 6 devils
Whoever step up to this click then ya doomed
Cruel with my harpoon straight through yo heart fool
Soon I’ll have you in a trance, swearin’ hearin’ evil chants

Two knives 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 and quick to break ya bones
A Glock 19-95 will cause a earlier 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, fool it ain’t no thang
I even got virgins servin’ for me in some otha nations

Pimpin’ so hard that I got locked up for some tax evasion
Killers and thieves is all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A rusty #ss Tec 9 will make ya hit ya knee
I’m tryin to keep from blastin’ off my muthaf#ckin’ balls

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 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 f#ck wit us

Beeeooooooooooootch!
Hehe, you dumbass
Yeah Juicy “J” aka da juice up in this b#tch and I’m out
Yea, thiz Lil’ Fly up in this mothaf#cka

Straight from Funkytown ho
Gangsta Boo up in this mu-f#cka you know what I’m sayin’
Kickin’ these satanic verses I’m out ho
This LaChat up in this mu-f#cka 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 muthaf#cka
Da killaman–prophet entertainment in this ho

Lord Infamous, Da Scarecrow in this muthaf#cka
Tha mystical one n#gg#
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Release Year: 1995