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Album: Miscellaneous (2008)
Artists: Three 6 Mafia

  1. 1st Crime Scene (Skit)
  2. 3 6 In The Morning
  3. A B**ch can be a nigga worst downfall
  4. Act Like You Know Me (Point Em Out)
  5. Armageddon
  6. Azz & Tittiez
  7. Azz & Tittiez
  8. Back Against Da Wall
  9. Barrin You B**hes
  10. Beat Down
  11. Big Pat's Warehouse (Skit)
  12. Bodyparts
  13. Crown Me
  14. Dis Bitch, Dat Hoe
  15. Don't Be Scared
  16. Gangsta Niggaz
  17. Half On A Sack Or Blow
  18. Head Bussaz
  19. Hook Up Q/H**s
  20. How It Went Down (Skit)
  21. I Ain't Goin (A Hustler's Theme)
  22. In 2 Deep
  23. Jeoulous Ass Bitch
  24. Late Night Tip
  25. Lick My N*tts
  26. Mafia N***z
  27. Mean Mug
  28. Now I'm High, Really High
  29. O.V
  30. Pimpin And Robbin
  31. Playa Hataz
  32. Ridin' Da Chevy
  33. Ridin' on Chrome
  34. Slang and Serve
  35. South Memphis Representin'
  36. Studio Time
  37. Suck A Nigga D**k (Pt. II)
  38. Talkin'
  39. The Earth Pressed Flat
  40. The End
  41. The Restaurant Scene (Skit)
  42. They Don't Fuck Wit U
  43. War Wit Us


Three 6 Mafia
Miscellaneous
3 6 In The Morning
(Scarecrow)
6 in tha mornin' police kick in my door
Slipped on my lugz
Cuz these thugs out the back yo
Jumped the back gate
Cranked the Chevy
Then I race
Popped in the tape
A motherfuckin' Three 6 Mafia tape
I'm crunked off the bump
Pumpin' through my backseat
Speedin' hit the weed
Though the end of the streets of Memphis Tennesee
Got my stacks and some bags sittin' in the stash spot
Tatooes on my legs and a hot 40 glock
They got the hard on for the Infamous nigga
Call me Scarecrow
Used slangin' man, but I don't do that no more
I'm feelin' like I'm the most wanted
Every cop is an opponent
In the dash
On my ass, on the cherry buck flash
And I'm real
Man I got to get the fuck out of here

I had to ditch the Chevy
Callin' my mafia niggas to scooped me up
The blocks are crawlin' with cops
I can't go down, them slugs bust
I'm runnin' through yards and shit
Tryin' to dodge them tricks
I'm a movin' target
I spotted my nigga out there
On the real, gonna rde with out no fly shit
He didn't hesistate, we climbed up out my side of town
I told him bout' the drama in the ride and how it went down
I got a lay low cool (??) before I get back in it
Anti-peace and po-police
I beat them with glocks back to the street
I can't get caught, cause the new law say in it "ain't no deals"
I would decease these devil police, therefore I do twenty years
Every nigga and grill they drop a dime to papers
I gotta pull a quick capa before I catch the vapors

12 a-m the next day
Gotta bank the seas
Gotta preacher please (??) throw in the keys
Down to my nigga
Got the passport to get my overseas
Under the palm trees
But you know me a quarter key
But my pan was injured
The silent alarm was triggered
I heard a cop say come out with fuckin' hands up
Nigga now I got to show my Prophet (??)
My only way out was to take me some hostages
They keep askin' me over and over for demands
I told them back up
Or she got brains on her pants
The gun was to her head, I told them don't make me shoot
But little did I know they had a sniper on the roof
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