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DEVILISH TRIO
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Baker Catch the 3 lurking in the ville smelling like some funk I know you bustas wanna buck some come and jump and try ya luck Cutting faces with a razor blade Warnem not to play I’ll bite the pin out of a hand grenade And shove it down ya face Mad as a mutha Fucka for this world I have no love Society pushed me away but now I’m back to tear shit up Hear the cries of all their problems Sissy bitch need to gain nuts You fuckin whine about your life Like all your problems are so tuff Well guess what Your just feeble boy you need them pills to ease Woes Hide behind that ink and gold I still can tell your just a hoe Yelling loud like ya hard Still I see no battle scars Just another wanna be who’s trying to take what’s ours Fear of the snake they now infiltrate Using these words and they try to relate A joke is this man as I crush him with fate for we are the ones to bring forth the new state So many enemy’s stealing their energy Add to the strength of Trinity We coming to change the identity And bring in the sour serenity Hydra You can find me in the ville Lurkin with my brothers Smokin on a junt We aint hard to find So busta quit the talkin come get buck I'm strippin your face off with the dullest blade We told you not to play Ill stick my foot right up your ass And maybe then youll learn the way Sad pussy motherfuckers For your kind I have no love These evil voices stole my faith but still I keep on pressing up Your demise is what I want You lyin bitches you aint nothin With your chains and all your problems Claiming everythings so tough Ill tell ya what All that shit wont really matter when somebody shoots you I hear you screaming like a runt I know youre mad and stupid But god damn your musics trash So don't compare us to you I know it hurts to see the truth Nobody likes a loser Whats the deal? Whats the deal? You runnin lip so back it up Show some balls And be a man I'm down to fight You know whats up The devilish trio is here to stay You better find your place Cause in the south we comin real We aint got time for fakin
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