Torture Chambers

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul] R.I.P Koopsta Knicca, R.I.P Lord Infamous This for all you bitches on our diiiiiiiiick [Chorus: Lord Infamous] Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations, 'lations, 'lations Mystic, mystic, m-mystic styles of the ancient mutilations, 'lations, 'lations Mystic, mystic, m-mystic styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- [Verse 1: DJ Paul] The Triple 6 Mafia "Live by that Rep" Reppin' that Memphis Tn nigga, yep First 48, nigga we don't play Come to my city best watch where you step G's on the right, Lords on the left Fuck with our town, we team up til the death Where my crips? Where my bloods? They takin' niggas out without even takin' a breath Pussy niggas - we gunnin' on 'em Runnin' up, put that llama on 'em Empty the K, watch them lay it down Send they down to hell, it ain't even dawned on 'em They never even seen us comin' Put them 100 rounds drummin' (?) some dummies They can't even start runnin' Left 'em in they mammas yard, now she cryin' and hummin' This way is just the way it is ... I'ma (?) off in the club not for everyone I just tell 'em once, never tell 'em twice Think we playin', I be takin' they life From on my knees, pray to Koop and Lord Lord oh Lord and the killa of killas Yo living room my torture chamber Lay 'em down and cover their head with them pillows [Chorus: Lord Infamous] Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations, 'lations, 'lations Mystic, mystic, m-mystic styles of the ancient mutilations, 'lations, 'lations Mystic, mystic, m-mystic styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] I talk to myself 'cause there is no one to talk to I am the cruel damn fool that will shoot you I think of murder, murder on me mind-ah Murder on the menu, murder all the time-ah Murder with the .45, murder with the nine-ah Murder, a murder is my favorite crime-ah Blood on me street and blood on me hands-ah Blood on me shirt and blood on me pants-ah Niggas they die, many die, die, die niggas I pull the trig-, pull the trig-, pull the trigger Let's dig a grave, dig a grave, the gravediggers Six, to the six, to the six Mafia Niggas Come walk with me, journey to the edge of hell-ah Firearms, fire storms, bring your umbrella Indo's creating illusions of grandeur The unknown, amazed Damn I think I'm Crazed [Chorus: Lord Infamous] Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations, 'lations, 'lations Mystic, mystic, m-mystic styles of the ancient mutilations, 'lations, 'lations Mystic, mystic, m-mystic styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Mystic styles of the ancient mutilations Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my- Torture, torture chambers filled with corpses in my-