There's a natural mystic blowing through the air; If you listen carefully now you will hear. This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
It was only the time of the newly born dead With wispy cobwebs in your head The polar moon looked out instead Goin' wild Liquor shifting through the
On the cloud of unknowing My world seems open Every satellite up here is watching But I was here from the very start Trying to find a way to your heart
So many things I think about When I look far away Things I know, things I wonder Things I'd like to say The more we think we know about The greater the
Oh, baby, mystic lady You do own my night Put my dogs to fright Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, slidin', ridin' sorceress In your dungaree Got me on
Jacob is a car mechanic Living life at home is funny He knows a girl but he never got married Some say, "He's a cause for concern" Shaky Jake is always
All throughout the centuries, existing year to year Lives on the powerful entity to thrive on pain and fear A derelict of heavenly Gods, a feeling from
(Lord Infamous) Gotta have a big back Bank account not pitty amounts Bud by the pound Smoke a mothafuckin' ounce A mean ass crib All digital studio
Chorus Break da law break da law... (DJ Paul) Nigga recognize them Triple 6 shit It's so fuckin' thick We gotta lay it down We gotta spray We
Chorus Dope game cocaine Dope game dope dope cocaine... Gangsta Boo Dope game my game hoes lame its a shame how the Gangsta Boo is gonna click up
How can you have faith in a God That can not even control creation How can He lead you to salvation There is no hope in chaos only Welcome to the other
Uh uhh, the Three 6 Mafia Loungin' in the studio Finna' give y'all a little demonstration Of how we kick it here in the M-town Finna' drop somethin' like
(DJ Paul) Ah yea We finna get ready to bump that smoked out loced out part two mystic stylez 3 6 mafia in da hoe We finna do that dat sheeeeeit...
Chorus Triple 6 Triple triple 6 smoked out Now im high Feelin' high Mained on my doggy style (Playa Fly) Fly so high in funkytown Mega blunts
(DJ Paul) I cruise to my chevy shakin' these late nights And soon a killah will thank me will come out again to take another life I'm tired of hidin'
(Koopsta Knicca) I gotta plan in command on your ass bitch This little short young niggas in them caskets You bein' front black nigga rolled up layed
Insert it, insert it in her mouth The dick is in your mouth long and hard (Oh my God) Insert it, insert in her mouth To all the tricks and them bitches
I'm a street spy, I'm a Spanish fly I'm coarse, thorough, and a sensitive bastard I'm always a pig in a lady's company I drive away suckers standin' on