The Collection DEVILISH TRIO

[Intro]
Rolled up on the cut in his motherfuckin grave
Rolled up on the cut in his motherfuckin grave
Rolled up on the cut in his motherfuckin grave
Rolled up on the cut in his motherfuckin grave

[Verse 1: HYDRA MANE]
Life is a lie
Welcome to hell
Now you see what entails, feel the vibes of the Trios' collection
It's time to let go
Let the beast take ahold
And I promise we'll stop your depression
Let the oceans run red with the blood of the innocent
Sinister motions provoking the ministry
Fuck your religion, in faces, I'm spitting
To Satan, I give all my sympathy
Yes I just choose to confide in the devil
This evil inside shows another perspective
Controlled by the pleasure, repent all my sins
Now I'm dealing with demons so troubled within
Psychotic thoughts, mane I'm losin' my head
I will kill if it's needed, I'm seeing the red
Labeled a peasant, It's time to replenish
I promise I'll make 'em remember me
Fuck with my clique, you will die
We so devilish
Draggin your body on down to the depths
You'll be tortured and sent to the prison of peril
Beware of the mane, he will leave you in terror
Yes you can run but the violence will find you
It torments your soul, eats away at your mind
You'll believe it in time
That this world is no place for perfection
Get off of ya pedestal