[Chorus: MC Mack] 4x
The Killa Kaze like the nazis cause we takin' you for hostage
Got them yawks up to yo face
[Verse 1: MC Mack]
Why do every time a n***a stack some cheese
He always gotta make one, two or three or four of you enemies
It really don't matter to Mack cause I remain the same, I never change
Hoe call me what you wanna, fuck with me and then I'll leave you slain
Slayer killa r-zzz-ole, l-zzz-ame n***a we gon' break you off
I pulled yo card so easily, you ain't a G to me, you soft
Smilin' in my face, don't show yo grill cause you ain't real
See my cheese gon' hit the ceiling, another prophecy I fulfill
MC motherfuckin Mack don't flex around with hatin' wannabes
You soon gon' have to realize it ain't a thang for me to see you bleed
Catch you slippin' pimpin' on the d-zzz-own l-zzz-ow on the creep
Now I lay you down to sleep, guess yo soul I'll also keep
Rest in peace playa hater, Killa Klan Kaze kill like the nazis on you foes
Askin' folks about this Mack but in them streets nobody knows
Lil Man, Scan Man, Project Pat, North Memphis bound when I'm clickin' with the Mafia
But ain't no love for fuckers, pimpin' we shootin' them yawks
Yes siiir
[Chorus: MC Mack] 4x
The Killa Kaze like the nazis cause we takin' you for hostage
Got them yawks up to yo face
[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Uh, bloody crop hop, Scarecrow rob, they hire me for all jobs
Like Amityville in the Babylon and holocausts in the Amazon
Emperor's son, I samurai split ligament the bitch I pity no
Muscle huh, puzzle huh, Pitbull lock hard jugular
Still don't hate on 2Pac's ghost rise with Scarecrow up on my stagecoach
The photos of your children's bodies in the back of a old DeSoto
And so yo I feel dome drippin' brain damage is my duty
Lord spittin' is demented Triple 6 hit in your eyes like The Great Kabuki
It's a Kaze lynchin' party, pokin' holes in yo Versace, dot to dot
We lettin' off shots and leave 'em like drippy pipes in a pot, watch me
I bloody up every single thread of this pretty white carpet
I don't need no fuckin' hostages
I blast everything that breathe oxygen
Like creep in three black Acura's
They whole crew had got massacred
Not enough to get up with a spatula
Better hope The Kaze don't capture ya
Because we keep these ninas burpin' when we lurkin'
I been sittin' back here observin'
I wanna leave you hurtin' - bloody curtains
[Interlude]
[Verse 3: Scan Man]
Do you wanna get away with me? I'll take you to places you never seen
Scarecrow command I grab yo hand and take you to my land
Where the people walk around half dead
Others burning in the pits, others screamin' "Killa Klan Kaze"
Safe to say if you wanna get away and this is the place
That I had in mind, the world of endless time
I'm your worst nightmare, beware of this scandalous figure
The Killa Klan Kaze and Scarecrow from the Three 6 Mafia
[Verse 4: Project Pat]
Land of da lost, full of gangstas and killas
N***as who don't give a motherfuck about ya, I doubt ya
Really wanna come against this clan, understand
We got hoodlums and ex-cons, young killas out on bond
Bondin' mammys up, what the fuck, with that grey tape
Sizing n***as up, you can be as big as Great Ape
Murder rate risin' to the top only to survive
Memphis n***as down 'bout a meal, tryin' to stay alive
[Chorus: MC Mack] 4x
The Killa Kaze like the nazis cause we takin' you for hostage
Got them yawks up to yo face
