[Hook: Three 6 Mafia]
If you n***as ain't scared, throw yo setts in da air
Throw yo setts in da air, throw yo setts in da air
If you n***as ain't scared, throw yo setts in da air
Throw yo setts in da air, throw yo setts in da air
Cause we some k**a a** n***as
And we don't give a f**
We come to break the f**in laws
And tear the f**in club up
Cause we some k**a a** n***as
And we don't give a f**
We come to break the f**in laws
And tear the f**in club up
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
I think I finally have located the gates of d**h
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plots, I find myself
Stumblin through the dark, up against the f**in verge of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my got them demons came again
People don't you worry cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you don't comprehend
Understand this sh** a gansta b**h is sayin to ya dawg
Lock you in the trunk
Mob through the night within a mist of fog
Never fear a n***a callin himself a k**a, what's up b**h
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild
With that weak a** sh**
Chillin at the hideout, smokin' out, not worried bout a thang
Ballin through Black Haven, deep as hell in that suburban, man
Always watchin my back
Cause n***as will jack you for your f**in sh**
Female I am, but don't give a damn
If I split some busta b**h's wig
Three 6 Mafia n***azz includin 1 female
That's bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that sh** is DJ-less n***as
And all playa hatas you know
Chorus
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Comin from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis b**h
k**as from the evergreen, guards we don't set trip
For my n***as doin time 201 for the crime
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on that other level, a coffin and a shovel
?Fly? down to put yo a**, before you meet the Devil, the metal
Penalties I pay by punk a** opponents, I practice pain
Juiceman no gain, but I slang that thang that keep ???
[Verse 3: D.J. Paul]
I'm steady scopin out these nothins, that be actin like a b**h
That be actin like a ho
That be actin like a muthaf**a busta
That wants no more of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack n***as
Come and feel these triggas, ya figure ya bad
Bellin out Black Haven but I double dem bucks in yo a**, instead
Triple muthaf**in 6, in the muthaf**in ?pl-zay?
For the n-zine decade
n***a didn't hear me do, but a muthaf**in click
In somebody's y-zard he laid
Where the n***as in the club?
Where the n***as in the streets ain't down with us?
Man, say a few prayers
G-Ds, V-Ls, cr-zips, bl-zoods, all n***as throw yo setts in da air
Chorus
[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
When the biblical stories were written
They left out the one they call Lord Infamous
Because the horror he possess, was one of a magnificence
He was set up, then loosed, look for suddenly mortal k**ing
He was set to lead the world into unholy acts of sin
The architect of hell
And inventor of the six interior decorator
Of chambers of eternal punishment
I'm the one that lit the furnace to the flow that burns forever
Supervisor of the torture, Lord, have mercy?
Not me, never
I'm clever with corruption of the Seven Seas and continents
The money sh**, the blunt is lit, the bong is hit, astonishin
Watch the world, I crumble it, watch heaven, I rumble it
Knockin Scarecrow out of heaven for he did the Devil b**h
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of Hell Chapel
The only n***a ever to set heaven up for a f**in gaffold
The Devil fever flowin through the fire hemisphere
Evil n***as throw yo setts in da air
If you dare
16x: Throw yo setts in da air
-Ah yeah, 3-6 Mafia runnin this, ho. Playa hatin just don't hear me
Though. n***a got a muthaf**in problem with the clan, step back into
This muthaf**in devil click if you can, n***a. Prophet Entertainment
Runnin this sh** for the 9-5, to the 9 triple 6. It's like this, Joe
f** you local a** bustas cause we got bigger blunts to smoke. On that
Nationwide example, muthaf**as