| I tried to warn 'em now they gunna
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| Feel the bitches of the devil’s daughter
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| Horror all because they followed up from sites so quick in sorrow
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| There is no tomorrow
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| Armageddon is here to close it and
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| Smoking on some green
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| Thinking of a plan to rob a man
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| ScareCrow my nigga, do you think that I can do this shit?
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| Do you think I can get away so smooth after I hit this bitch?
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| It can be done so all for one and one for fucking all
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| Who got them 9s? |
| Who got them Tecs? |
| Fuck alla y’all!
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| (ScareCrow)
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| Psychodelical spirits they spiral inside a kaleidoscope
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| What would happen if I traveled back in time,
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| And replaced the Ten Commandments with something I wrote?
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| The world warfare ended some thousands of years ago by the rapper Lord Infamous ScareCrow
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| Happiness is not even an option my friend it is something that you’ll never know
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| Believe superstitious swampbies and zombies, sea
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| monsters and sorcery,
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| Witches, genies, be-witches
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| Give the ScareCrow permission
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| Keys to the door way from all the regions of your mind
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| I explain the unexplainable myths and times
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| Triple 6 is my mindstate
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| Pre-occupied with devil shit
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| Trying to survive through this crime rate
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| (DJ Paul)
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| Sitting on the porch
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| Trying to torch
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| To the light green
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| Weed then proceed
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| To my mission as I allocate
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| Meanwhile the sunset
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| Trees blowing spookiness
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| Twist the doorknob, torn my bible inside was the massive Tec
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| So I snooped
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| Coop and boop
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| Load up and take a two with me man
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| Key to the ceiling is what they got for me to come a weary saint
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| Kick some doors
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| Put some hoes
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| On some mother fucking floors
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| Giving a mother fucking ching, ching hoe before you go and smoke
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| (Koopsta Knicca)
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| Forget yo G’s, forget yo dead
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| Where your little kids at?
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| Half a bag of the hally place 'em with them glocks and tags
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| Sad to see they killed the nigga was innocent, though
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| he was guilty they figured
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| Not knowing that he was a mafia member
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| A mafia member fell tossed in the river
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| Using his skull
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| Denting his wood
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| Blood scattered all over the place no one scared for
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| someone that saw all they face
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| None of them got them a murder case
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| Laying in disguise
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| Get the Lies out they minds
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| As they fly high wide
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| In disguise hoping they eyes do not turn white
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| (Juicy J)
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| Is it Friday the 13th?
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| Are you niggas scared?
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| As I cock my gun back
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| Put a bullet through your head
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| I split them dreads
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| Whatever, whatever
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| You better beware
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| The evilest scare
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| Leave nothing but shells and gun smoke in the air
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| I got them glocks
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| So if you run you’ll hear them pop
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| And then you’ll drop
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| I’ll come up on you and never stop
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| Till I reach that point
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| To wipe you out you hoes and haters
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| Smoke you like joints
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| You should have prayed to God to save ya
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| (Crunchy Black)
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| It was on a Sunday night a nigga hit Paul back
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| He said he had a job for us to do to meet him at the
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| Hardy’s on the Mart to deal mo crack
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| My girl beeped me she told me paul was on his fucking way
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| Hit me on his cellular phone, big balling down Parkway
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| Paul rode up in a viper man
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| I jumped on the passenger seat
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| and that’s when he like started to explain
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| How we gunna touch these hoes
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| Shake them hoes
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| Put 'em in a viper trunk
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| Roll 'em to our stash spot
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| And then we cut they body up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mindstate , by - Three 6 Mafia. Song from the album Kings Of Memphis: Underground, Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп