Three 6 Mafia (feat. Josey Scott, Lil' Wyte) "Mosh Pit"
[Lil Wyte] Ya this Lil Wyte layin' it down for that ACP We 'bout to throw these boys in a motherfuckin mosh pit For those of y'all who don't know what a mosh pit is It's just a bunch of drunk, ignorant motherfuckers gettin' the shit whooped out of 'em to some music, you know what I'm sayin?
[Hook: repeat 2X] Throw 'em in the mosh pit! Stomp 'em in the mosh pit! Swing your motherfuckin fists and beat em in the mosh pit!
[Juicy J] Its the Juice, up in the club So raise your set high in the air and show me love We drinkin' beer, we smokin' pere Its just alive and three 6 mafia in your ear We sippin' syrup, you might get hurt We snatchin' bitches beatin' 'em down in the dirt We dumpin' fur, we throwin' chairs So if you scary get your ass up out of here
[DJ Paul] Now show them golds, and swing them bows Take your shirt off and commence to whippin' hoes We got that danger, built for a stranger Your boys scared to fuck with us but I don't blame 'em They swingin' knives, they poppin' guns Roll with them punches motherfucker don't run Swing back (swing back!); INSERT INTO `lyrics_raphot` (`id`, `artist`, `artist_id`, `artist2_id`, `feat`, `title`, `article`, `album`, `body`, `wap`, `date`, `publish`) VALUES pop back (pop back!) Clear the room motherfucker like click click (boom!)
[Josey Scott] Here I come, an only son I'm goin' straight out the ghetto to number one I'm gettin' higher, I'm on fire! So all you haters better get ready to retire I'm on the scene, I keep it mean I went from having no chedder to bling bling I got some ice, I'm never nice And I'm a killer so don't make me say it twice Straight out of Memphis, can I get a witness? And I be lookin for the chickens with the thickness I'm here forever, any kind of weather You say you don't take advice you fuckin' better My anger swellin', my hate it dwellin' I might be naughty or nice there ain't no tellin' My mind trash, I'm about to blast Not even a hero can save your fuckin' ass!
[Lil Wyte] See the Lil Wyte, I'm from the bay I do not play, you best of prayed This is my time, I'm 'bout to blind I'm smokin' pine, I am so high I'm 'bout to ride, best not collide 'Cuz if I see you I'm creepin' up from behind You better hide, you on my side You in my hood and I know I'm up in your mind I'll break it down, just like a pound Of some of the prettiest gally that you done found I am the man, you are a lame I'll fuck you up worst than the effect of a plane This is the real, don't like the feel? Then get back off in the kitchen where you can chill I roll with killers, and drug dealers And all the others I kick it with 'bout their scriller Throw 'em in the mosh pit!
[Chris Steve talking] Yo this is Chris Steve from Saliva comin' at you I'm bumpin' this Unbreakables motherfucker You can't even get with this shit You can't handle it You can't even fuckin taste this motherfucker You know what, 'cuz this dick is in your god damn mouth bitch! Fuckin' dirtiest of the dirty motherfuckin' south comin' at you