BAKER

Quick to hit you in the face
Know it's trio in the place
Here to kick the fuckin jams
Hittem with some heavy bass
My angers the suspect so toxic I waste
A negative outlook im focused on hate
The summer of trio remember the name
Trust is a joke when your life is a game
Teeth onto curb now I’m mushing your brain
A bug on my foot all that's left is a stain
Hollow thee follow me feel in my words
On a trip with this mental photography
I'm Pushing the limits you can not defend this
A man with a mind for the vengeance
Phased in the blaze won’t you take me away
Before I implode on this glorious day
They testing my patients so ima give in
I'm breakin you suckas you bustas can't win
With a rotten tooth grin and a heart that match
The iris my eyes have just turned red and black
In the full blooded moon you will see how I act
A devil in flesh find the stitch on my back
Place the horns on my head
I'm already dead
Bucking and stomping all over your grave
Seeing the red I'm stuck in the web
These demons they trip when I fall in a rage
Tomorrow brings sorrow so fear for you future
No one is safe when the evil speaks through me
I break the peace won't ever act civil
I've twisted reality to the abysmal
No need for approval we do it our way
Bolder then most we ain't scared what they say
Live how we want and that never will change
Burning forever this trinity rains
HYDRA

GET BUCK MOTHERFUCKER
WE’RE LOOKIN FOR TROUBLE
ALL THATS ON MY MIND IS HATRED
THE DEVILS DISCIPLES ARE MAKING THEIR ROUNDS
AND I PROMISE THAT NOBODYS SAFE FROM THIS

I SUGGEST THAT YOU RUN WHEN THE TRIOS AROUND IF ANEMIC
THIS ISNT THE PLACE FOR YOU

LET THE CRUCIFIX BURN
IN THE NAME OF YOUR GOD
AND RELEASE ALL THE REASONS TO SAVE YOURSELF

I HEAR YOU RAPPERS THINK YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT EVIL SHIT
WELL COME SPEND A DAY OFF IN MY WORLD
I PROMISE YOU WONT LAST
THE BLOOD AND THE GORE HAS CONTROL OF MY MENTAL
I KNOW IM COMPLETELY INSANE
SO IT SEEMS YOU SHOULD PROBABLY JUST TAKE SOME MORE CAUTION WHEN TRYING TO SLANDER MY NAME

THE THIRST FOR BLOOD IS RUNNING DEEP OFF IN THE SOUTH
YOU RUN YOUR MOUTH BUT TALK IS CHEAP
AND WHAT GOES UP IT MUST COME DOWN
SO WATCH YOUR STEP
THE DEAD WILL RISE
THEN WHAT WILL YOU DO?
I BET YOU WILL COWER IN FEAR
YOURE NOTHING BUT WORTHLESS
COME MEET YOUR DEMISE CAUSE IM SICK AND IM TIRED OF HEARIN IT

I CREEP THROUGH THE CRUST OF THE EARTH LIKE A DEMON NOBODY KNOWS BUT IVE JUST BEEN WAITING FOR THINGS TO GET WORSE NOW IT SEEMS THAT ITS TIME FOR MY VULTURES TO FEED
ON YOUR ROTTEN AND SHIFTING EMOTIONS
WE WILL DISMEMBER YOU
EVERYONE DIES BY THE WING OF THE CROW
I SUGGEST YOU BOW DOWN TO THE SINISTER