Bodyparts Lyrics - The End - Three 6 Mafia

[K RoC ] 

Hoe, I gotta my Prophet Posse right behind me 

Throw a chump 

and run a man through da crowd 

He gonna give me sumthin 

Brap Rap my niggas 

And step em when K- Rocin 

Dont fuck with dis, see 

See if u wit me 

if u wit me 

mon 

We buck em down 

We buck em down 

Only one 

Comin out of that back door 

slangin my yae-o 

rollin on them po-poes 

dropin that viper 

smokin that indo 

makin that bank roll 

Stupid ass bithes 

dont you know 

Killa Klan Kaze playas makin them profits 

Hoe 

[MC Mac] 

chillin down on the lower level 

waitin for my time to come 

with this fool 

a million styles 

maybe i just might make bond 

release me on my own 

???? bak on the streets 

with no employment 

no doubt 

without no cheese up in my pocket 

tell me how can I have enjoyment 

throughout my life 

say mo shit 

knowin MC Mac dont love no bitch 

because if I loved them 

I cant trust em 

breakin this rocks gonna make me rich 

the Kaze 

my Klan 

my click 

must buck 

'cause theres no testin us 

pop em and drop em 

lock em and top em 

all up in my trunk 

[M Child] 

dynamite I'm tossin 

hatas crossin 

its da end bitch 

u runnin into bullet proof 

hoe, we still da Triple 6 

Prophet to da P 

earsin niggas that wanna skrive 

with flows of horror 

I'm droppin like Steven Speilberg 

deep into da mound 

aint nuttin but killas up in da dark 

I'm creepin with the hatchet 

with slicin bodyparts in da park 

moon full of blood 

could it be another Jeffrey Dahmer 

I'm sneakin 

and creepin 

and blowin up shit like da Una Bomber 

BITCH 

[Indo G] 

rollin wit da devil on da level 

dig yo ditch 

Bitch 

hitch 

wit da hi-ka 

on da mi-ka 

I'll make youre ass wish 

hicorky 

dickory 

dock 

ass i pull out my glock 

and i'm ready to pop 

on de bitch 

sissy muthafucka 

brinin da ruckus 

i'm brining my niggas because we dont stop dis shit 

yea do Triple 6 

brang it real 

real 

mutafuka down to pack a steal 

still i fuk a fly 

I pac a real 

real on da mic 

like Evander Holyfeild 

[Crunchy Black] 

theres no cries in my life 

theres no game that i would play 

some people say that if u play a game 

then man you get em played 

back on you 

I thought u knew 

you shouldn't have neva dissed this click 

the 3 6 Mafia 

we popin 

slugs 

that got u bitches sick 

[Koopsta Knicca] 

I've neva be brothin 

Koopsta stands out from the niggas 

who thinkin they hard 

I flow up to star 

bust in like you da boss 

Kaze got my back 

now watch how quickly I react wit that 

boom boom boom 

nigga 

rat-tat-tat-tat 

Juicy,Paul,and Scarecrow 

are rollin in that bucket low 

and they causin some static 

so they reached and grabbed them 44s 

fuckin wit my nigga Black 

hes stackin 

plus his pimpin 

got real on da peal 

hoes gonna feel me 

[Lord Infamous] 

shut the fuck up bitch 

its Infamous 

youre ass betta not scream 

dont make me hafta wipe 

urer muthafuckin brains off my sheets 

I'm gonna burn u 

watch u burning 

like my bad dreams 

give you to da beast in the pit of hades 

thunder rolls 

stormy black clouds 

I stole the 7th seal 

then the angel cried 

thats Scarecrow 

i love u 

I wanna bang with u forever 

but u too evil though 

we gonna give u to the devil 

[Gangsta Boo] 

whats up do u wanna come against me 

do u wanna get ure ass earsed off the m-a-p 

devils daughter comin out 

nigga betta watch out 

because you got the queen of sins 

nigga I'm gonna turn it out 

comin to u mean 

because its in me to fuck u up 

listen here dude 

its a ride 

so just buckle up 

smokin on a fuckin blunts 

till my minds about to blow 

motherfuck the universe 

because we brought u da end, hoe 

[Juicy J] 

first I want to grab a nigga by his neck 

drag em to my fuckin set 

take the nigga blow 

and his cheese 

and them cigarettes 

put my gun up to his nose 

tie em up form head to toe 

take the bitch to EverGreen 

throw em in da bayou 

call my niggas 

D and Blue 

Project Pat yall know what to do 

creep through the streets 

with them thangs 

blast on any fool 

Triple 6 killas 

in this motherfucker runnin shit 

if u wanna playa hate the click 

then you done with 

[Gangsta Blac] 

gotta keep my head up 

no need for me to stop it 

get stuck 

so ruck wit luck 

as to rollin 

because Gansta Blac cant get fucked 

look fool we creepin on Ken 

from Martin Luther and we wit me 

aint nuttin but Prophet and thugs 

and S-P-Vs all up in me 

rimie sippin 

while trippin 

while rippin coners wit Juice 

women rippin 

while dippin 

and aint no stoppin this dude 

so if yo bank aint on swoll 

aint no stoppin the Prophet 

thats who was straight for the eight 

and look who in it and out it 

nigga 

[DJ Paul] 

look in da eyes of a mad man 

shoot em in the head man 

level on dat coco 

Playa stata calla 

da balla 

Killa Man 

fill the man with slugs 

when I'm full of drugs 

trust I'm on ya fool 

drug and a fuck em up 

cant stand 

in the first round fool 

down and what u learned to do 

but you aint got the right tools 

clowin on ure new C.D. 

now hoe tell me what that proved 

I aint seen shit new 

check ya bunch of bodies out of film 

hoe 

the Prophet Posse let ya live 

we'll kill ya next year 

Chorusx4 

kill em 

and robb em 

and beat em 

and dump all they bodyparts into my trunk 

WHOOP 

WHOOP 

all the niggas that was in da shit 

just diss niggas and give shouts out to they hoods