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letra de armageddon comes - three 6 mafia

[repeated in background of hook 1] [dj paul]
stomp the doors in and then i got em’
look the busta dead in his face and i shot em’

[hook 1] [lord infamous]
nina, milli, military k!ller
feel my strategy warfare n-gga
nina, milli, military k!ller
feel my strategy warfare n-gga

[hook 2: lord infamous]
we come to take this b-tch by storm
n-gga grab ya arms
prepare, armageddon comes
take this b-tch by storm
n-gga grab ya arms
prepare, armageddon comes

[verse 1: dj paul]
ya stuck up in the wrong part of town, m-town-m-town is on trey
representin’ nine to five, it’s time i hit a snowflake
they got me on a cheese chase
i had to test one, my fingerprints was on his face
i had to tell son, ya rollin’ with some n-ggas on a cognac tip
too many snort, the rest of em’ got that weed in that dip
we ain’t gon’ call this sh-t a night until i get alright
me and my n-gga was searchin belles till i get some tight

[verse 2: gangsta boo]
i bringin’ out sh-t that’s gon’ bring h-ll, so f-ck yo bulletproof vest
and i be the best when it come to arson as i’m blazin’ up in this sh-t
i got chu’ faded cause the lady that i be is in me
i’m chargin’ all you sucker n-ggas, never f-ckin’ for free
i’m takin’ homes like storms, i’m droppin’ lyrics like bombs
i’m comin’ quick to leave ya quick cause ho i be like the one
we goin’ platinum on ya -ss so hold this stick while i pee
let’s keep it on the down low bro cause you ain’t heard it from me

[hook 1]

[hook 2]

[verse 3: lord infamous]
me be the murderer motherf-cker, servin’ ’em musical felony
bring em’ in above the k!llers yellin’ better deadly melody
with the infamy, everyone of my victims slept in misery
since the emb-ssy with the chief
that lost the best in lyrical sorcery
takin’ a life in a second, me spliting ya neck off with the guillotine
all you n-ggas fear of me, pay for the women see
let the k!ller do the job and i promise you won’t feel a thing
i’m on a k!llin’ spree, of course it’s me, that n-gga that gives no mercy, see

[verse 4: juicy j]
you know n-ggas make plans, i’m the beater man
but i’m just a young -ss n-gga with glock in hand
every time ya see me in the streets i ain’t rollin’ deep
cold f-ckin’ plastic on the seats, don’t cha’ f-ck with me
comin’ from a city where n-ggas be slangin’ dope and snortin’ cane
memphis n-ggas step up in this house, hoe we runnin’ thangs
hooked with these houston n-ggas now the plan is to get thicker
prophet posse, houston mafia on a mission, gettin’ richer, b-tch

[hook 1]

[hook 2]

- three 6 mafia

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