- Evil
Refrão:
Evil...
Evil, evil, evil ( 4x)
Notice the murderous vocalist
Infamous rippin' up all of your hoe shit
Approachin Da Scarecrow'll butchure and
Tearin' up niggas wit double edge
Lyrical thought as 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 voodoo cultures
Make up The Scarecrow is out there ya only for huntin'
Special thanks to my brother Bill Dunigan
Rest in Peace he taught me bout these mean streets
So therefore nigga you dont 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 thats mystic
Deep when we creep
Take yo last breath
Roll up yo tombstone
Smoke a blunt of death
Beware
The juice'll leave ya fuckin' hoes in terror
And scared of the Mystic Styles of them 3-6 devils
Who eva step up to this click then ya doomed
Cruise wit 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
See Im'ma cold hearted killa like murderer Al Kapone
Strong as thousand mile winds 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 foo it aint no thang
I even got virgins servin' for me in some otha nations
Pimpin' so hard that I got locked for some tax evasion
Killas & theves is all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass tec 9'll 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 dopes across the street in the grass when I'm sweatin the
track
Satan worshipper
The thug I be my profile read my file
I be enemy child for a while within' a Mystic Style
Aww yea it's like this for da 95'
Just like last year
You cant fuck wit us...
Beeeooooooooooootch!
Butt-Head: Hehe, you dumbass
( Refrão )
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 hoe
Gangsta Boo up in this mu-fucka you know what I'm sayin'
Kickin' these satanic verses I'm out hoe
*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 bitch with that midevil shit
Yeah, DJ Paul up in this muthafucka
Da killaman--prophet entertainment in this hoe
Lord Infamous, Da Scrarecrow in this muthafucka
Tha mystical one nigga
Refrão
Letras
- 1st Crime Scene (Skit)
2-way Freak (hook)
3 6 In The Morning
44 Killers
A B**ch Be a Nigga Worst Downfall
Capital Mack
Da First Date
Don't Make Me Kill
Drive By
E. M. P. H.i. S.
Evil
Feel it
Flashes
Game Wrong ( start )
I'm Throwed Off
Keep My Name Out Yo Mouth (Feat. Project Pat and Billy Wes)
Link Time Hoe
Long Night
Long Nite
Look Look, I Can Easty
Love Love
Love Song
M.E.M.P.H.I.S.
Mafia
Mafia Niggaz
Mean Mug
Money Flow
Mosh Pit
Motivated
Myself
Mystic Stylez
N 2 Deep
Neighborhood Hoe
Next Time
Nine To Yo Dome
No I'm Not Dat Nigga
North Memphis Area
Now Im High
OV
Pass Me
Pimpin And Robbin
Playa Hataz
Porno Movie
Project Hoes
Put Cha D. In Her Mouth
Put Ya Signs
Rainbow Colors
Riddin Spinners
Ridin' Da Chevy
Ridin' On Chrome
Ridin' Spinners
Shake Dat Jelly
Shoot Em First
Sippin On Some Syrup
Slang N Serve
Sleep
Slippin
Slob On My Knob
Slob On My Knob Pt. 2
Smokin' On Da Dro
South Memphis Representin'
Soze
Spill My Blood
Stomp
Studio Time
Sweet Robbery
Sweet Robbery nº2
Take A Bump
Talkin
Tear Da Club Up
Testin My Gangsta
The End
The Restaurant Scene (Skit)
They Bout To Find Yo Body
They Don't Fuck Wit U
Throw Yo Setts In Da Air
Time For Da Juice Mane
Tongue Ring
Touched Wit It
Triple Six Clubhouse
Triple Six Mafia
Try Somethin
War Wit Us
War Wit Us 2
Watcha Do
We 'bout To Ride
We Ain't Playin
We Shootin' one ´st
Weak Azz Bitch
Weed Is Got Me High
Whatcha Know
Where Da Bud At
Where Da Cheese At
Where Da Killaz Hang
Wheres Da Bud
Who Got Demo (9´s)
Who Run It
Will Blast
Wolf Wolf
Wona Get Some, I Got Some
Wonabees
Ya-ya-ya ya Mafia
You Scared
Your House