Three 6 Mafia - Mosh Pit Lyrics
[Lil Wyte]Ya this Lil Wyte layin' it down for that ACPWe 'bout to throw these boys in a mother*****in mosh pitFor those of y'all who don't know what a mosh pit isIt's just a bunch of drunk, ignorant mother*****ersgettin' 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 mother*****in fists and beat em in the mosh pit![Juicy J]Its the Juice, up in the clubSo raise your set high in the air and show me loveWe drinkin' beer, we smokin' pereIts just alive and three 6 mafia in your earWe sippin' syrup, you might get hurtWe snatchin' *****es beatin' 'em down in the dirtWe dumpin' fur, we throwin' chairsSo if you scary get your ass up out of here[Lord Infamous]Now show them golds, and swing them bowsTake your shirt off and commence to whippin' hoesWe got that danger, built for a strangerYour boys scared to ***** with us but I don't blame 'emThey swingin' knives, they poppin' gunsRoll with them punches mother*****er don't runSwing back (swing back!), pop back (pop back!)Clear the room mother*****er like click click (boom!)[Hook 4X][Josey Scott]Here I come, an only sonI'm goin' straight out the ghetto to number oneI'm gettin' higher, I'm on fire!So all you haters better get ready to retireI'm on the scene, I keep it meanI went from having no chedder to bling blingI got some ice, I'm never niceAnd I'm a killer so don't make me say it twiceStraight out of Memphis, can I get a witness?And I be lookin for the chickens with the thicknessI'm here forever, any kind of weatherYou say you don't take advice you *****in' betterMy anger swellin', my hate it dwellin'I might be naughty or nice there ain't no tellin'My mind trash, I'm about to blastNot even a hero can save your *****in' ass![Hook 2X][Lil Wyte]See the Lil Wyte, I'm from the bayI do not play, you best of prayedThis is my time, I'm 'bout to blindI'm smokin' pine, I am so highI'm 'bout to ride, best not collide'Cuz if I see you I'm creepin' up from behindYou better hide, you on my sideYou in my hood and I know I'm up in your mindI'll break it down, just like a poundOf some of the prettiest gally that you done foundI am the man, you are a lameI'll ***** you up worst than the effect of a planeThis is the real, don't like the feel?Then get back off in the kitchen where you can chillI roll with killers, and drug dealersAnd all the others I kick it with 'bout their scrillerThrow 'em in the mosh pit![Chris Steve talking]Yo this is Chris Steve from Saliva comin' at youI'm bumpin' this Unbreakables mother*****erYou can't even get with this shitYou can't handle itYou can't even *****in taste this mother*****erYou know what, 'cuz this dick is in your god damn mouth *****!*****in' dirtiest of the dirty mother*****in' south comin' at you
