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Song «Mystic Stylez» von Three 6 Mafia & La Chat (feat.) & M.C. Mack (feat.) & Playa Fly (feat.).
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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1995 05 25 (ALbum)
Label: Prophet PCD 4401
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Produktion: Juicy J & DJ Paul
Genre: Hip-Hop - Crunk
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Personen und Querverweise
Three 6 Mafia & La Chat (feat.)
M.C. Mack (feat.)
Playa Fly (feat.)
Juicy J
DJ Paul
Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Paul] 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... [Hook: Lord Infamous] Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia Mafia, Mafia, Mafia, Mafia [Verse 1: Playa Fly] 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 bitch [Verse 2: MC Mack] The pimpin' Mack is kickin' it with the click 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' 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 Niggas underestimate my pimpin' but Mack ain't trippin' Sprayin', layin' skanky bitches to the canvas and bustas can I man [Bridge: Lord Infamous] Mystic Styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Feel the wrath of the fuckin' devilition Three 6 Mafia: creation of Satan [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] 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 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 The Three 6 Mafia, Da Devil's Daughter bitch is so wild Whateva you bitches are doin' you cannot compare to our mystic style [Verse 4: La Chat] I'm creepin' up on these hoes with the muthafuckin' shotgun My nigga wit tha 9's showin' these bitches they can't get none Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these bitches wit animosity Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these niggas cause these hoes can't fuck wit me La Chat got tha gat, creepin' up from tha back Chrome tone now it's on, never love a nigga john 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 don't know about Suckas be talkin' that shit, I'm puttin' these funky niggas on da house [Verse 5: Crunchy Black] 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 that weak ass shit 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 ass And now I'm back wit that mask and I'm ready to blast [Verse 6: Koopsta Knicca] 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' up to that Koopsta bitch Da wicked witch of horror Horror, da chambers, the daemons that came up To feed on your soul fool be livin' ya anger Now ya life's in danger [Verse 7: Lord Infamous] Evil... Notice the murderous vocalist Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe shit Approachin Da Scarecrow'll butchure and tearin' up niggas with double the lyrical dopeness 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 And so therefore nigga 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 [Verse 8: Juicy J] 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 [Verse 9: DJ Paul] 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 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, 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 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 [Outro: DJ Paul, Juicy J, Playa Fly, (Gangsta Boo), (LaChat), (Koopsta Knicca), Lord Infamous] Aww yea it's like this for da 95' Just like last year You can't fuck wit us... Beeeooooooooooootch! Butt-Head: Hehe, you dumbass {Beavis & Butt-Head laughing} 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) *laughing* (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 Scarecrow in this muthafucka Tha mystical one nigga