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DEVILISH TRIO
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[Intro] Smoke a junt Roll a blunt Then you pass it to the front Rollin' indica The chickens in my fuckin system [?] Smoke a junt Roll a blunt Then you pass it to the front Rollin' indica The chickens in my fuckin system [?] Smoke a junt Roll a blunt Then you pass it to the front Rollin' indica The chickens in my fuckin system [?] [Verse 1: HYDRA] I’ve lost my mind now I'm trapped inside A maze that never ends I can't control these violent thoughts of schizophrenia The madness has a grip upon my soul I'm goin' crazed Within myself, I've lost control I cannot show it so I choose to hide the stress Spark this junt to ease the pain I feel inside But this infection Always seems still remain I guess I'll never learn my lesson Lifes a bitch and then you die I choose to wrestle with devotion Sickness travels through my system From the path that I have chosen As the snake, he slithers on I walk adjacent with my brothers Never will I be alone inside this hell but still I'll suffer in the flames until I'm gone Corrosion eats away my brain I struggle heavy with this demon Every night is just the same I'm tossin' and turning while I sleep There's message in tounges and its reading of evil the devilish trio is hiding beneath you Were right at your feet can't you feel the releasing of innocence rivers are flowing with blood The beast of hatred feeds in vain the witches brew is ready now A taste of poison tends to change you In this world, there's only lies and vague illusions made to kill The government preys on its sheep Your life is hanging on a thread The puppet master pulls you on Until he chooses to bring death The devil has you in his palms And now revenge is what you'll get Behind these senseless acts, murder comes a consequential right We all are sinners who will burn just like this blunt I'm 'bout to light And through these wounds, we all will learn to keep our necks above the sand 'Cause yesterday it don't mean shit Until tomorrow comes again [Verse 2: BAKER] Ever since I was a kid I Knew that life was just a joke I never had no fuckin hope so negative was my approach All these lessons have awoke Through memories, these thoughts provoked My views of life aren't soften spoke I've seen the truth behind the smoke The mindset is vicious the way of religion Their worth of a life and beliefs are an illness They try to instil this In minds of the weak Just do as we say and you'll get your fulfilment No room for forgiveness now why would you live this Just pawns in the game of the powers that be The world is asleep why can't you see Hell is this earth all I see is the greed A tainted seed that thrives in commotion Now witness the death of humanity I call for dismay My wellness decays As I fall into insanity As everyone's panicking I feel the grace Nosediving in thee abyss that awaits Tasting the blood as it drips down my face Grin as I see all the life laid to waste The moon and sun now become aligned as one Enter in the shadows of the light Despair your friend my son Soon I know my end will come But through these words, I'll now live on This brotherhood of three is strong We've found the place we now belong In the waves of distortion smoking on a blunt of death Past the line of sanity, I fear my goodwill is inept No remorse you’ll get from me I pulverize till nothing’s left Burn these pests until extinction feel the fire in my breath Through this message find the code For what you seek is what we hold We lit the flame to what was cold And put the darkness in your soul From In these sounds of split dimension Deep in the void, you're having these visions The trio's infected your mind with the sickness Now bow to these masters and show your commitment [Outro] Smoke a junt Roll a blunt Then you pass it to the front Rollin' indica The chickens in my fuckin system [?] Smoke a junt Roll a blunt Then you pass it to the front Rollin' indica The chickens in my fuckin system [?] Smoke a junt Roll a blunt Then you pass it to the front Rollin' indica The chickens in my fuckin system [?]
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