Crunchy Black - Mystic Stylez 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... [Background chant] Mafia, mafia... [Verse 1: Playa Fly] 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 sk**s to make me treal Treal enough to k** at will Will I k** you Fly will peel you off da map that's all so real Don't you mothas**as often wonder what to call this sh** Uhmm, call it Mystic Stylez cause Fly's style so mystic b**h [Verse 2: MC Mack] The pimpin' mack is kickin' with the click that's known as Triple 6 Don't bar no lemon busta n***as we dont love 'em In a trunk is where I stuff 'em s**as run they liquor I deliver n***a hollow thangs Ain't got no feelings when im k**in' 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***as underestimate my pimpin' but mackin' but trippin' sprayin' Layin' skanky b**hes to the canvas and bustas can I man [Bridge: Lord Infamous] Mystic Styles of the ancient mutalations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Feel the wrath of the f**in' devilition Three 6 Mafia creation of Satan [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] My styles are slick, yo body b**h that I will chop in pieces No f**in' clue to da 5-0 click No f**in' witnesses an... They only saw da mask of Jason that I had on my face The scandalous b**h 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**h is so wild Whateva you b**hes are doin' you cannot compare to my mystic style [Verse 4: La Chat] I'm creepin' up on these hoes with the muthaf**in' shotgun A n***a wit tha 9's showin' these b**hes they can't get none Woopin' and dumpin' and stompin' and doggin' these b**hes wit anamosity Pimpin' and breakin' and cakin' these n***as Cause these hoes can't f** wit me LaChat got tha gat Creepin' up from tha back Chrome tone now it's on Neva love a n***a joan Cause I'm a crazy b**h cuttin' off n***as dicks Man ho takin' these n***as gotta keep it rich b**hes be runnin' they mouth about this female they dont know about s**as be talkin' that sh** I'm puttin' these funky n***as 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 a** stun I had to buck you off runnin' yo mouth with tha weak a** sh** 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 a** 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] b**h you living Now you cowards waitin' to bite our f**in' style Rip his legs Cut him down b**h with ma** up in his town n***as bout to break ya somethin' off up in that house of torture Steppin' to that Koopsta b**h [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 [Verse 7: Lord Infamous] Evil... Notice the murderous vocalist Infamous rippin' up all of your ho sh** Approachin Da Scarecrow'll butchure and Tearin' up n***as wit double edge Lyrical thought as they go the lyrical legacy Let the Lord Infamous light up da melody Every n***a 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 b**by 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 n***a you dont wanna come deal with the mafia We'll drop you deep down beneath The k**a imperial black miracle from the bloody pacific Scarecrow will flow to the end of infinity With the style thats mystic [Verse 8: Juicy J] Deep when we creep Take yo last breath Roll up yo tombstone Smoke a blunt of d**h Beware The juice'll leave ya f**in' 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 [Verse 9: DJ Paul] See Im'ma cold hearted k**a like murderer Al Kapone Strong as thousand mile winds quick to break ya bones A Glock 19, 95 I cause ya early d**h 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 k**ers and thieves is all I ever had the pleasure to meet A rusty a** Tec 9 will make ya hit ya knee I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthaf**in' 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**in' back My dogs across the street in the gra** 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** wit us... Beeeooooooooooootch! bu*t-Head: Hehe, you dumba** {Beavis & bu*t-Head laughing} (Juicy "J") Yeah Juicy "J" aka da juice up in this b**h and I'm out (Playa Fly) Yea, thiz Lil' Fly up in this mothaf**a Straight from funkytown ho (Gangsta Boo) Gangsta Boo up in this mu-f**a you know what I'm sayin' Kickin' these satanic verses I'm out ho *laughing* (LaChat) This LaChat up in this mu-f**a tellin all these hoes to take they Ana to tha floo I'm out (Koopsta Knicca) Yeah, Koopsta Knicca up in this bi'r'tch with that evil shi'r't (DJ Paul) Yeah, DJ Paul up in this muthaf**a Da k**aman--prophet entertainment in this ho (Lord Infamous) Lord Infamous, Da Scrarecrow in this muthaf**a Tha mystical one n***a