[Verse 1: BAKER]
Mr. Blazer with the laser why don’t you pass me that razor
Split the blunt. stuff the funk. and smoke it till it burns my fingers
Trinity, 3 deep, coming straight from Tennessee
Could give a fuck for what ya think
Cause whatcha get is whatcha see
I’m being me, don’t follow lead
I set the standard for myself
The past I’ve lived has molded me
Into a man don’t need no help
Opened up to the negativity
Let it thrive and let it breath
Brought the fire back in me
I’ve shed the skin my eyes are free
Now I see for what it is
The world we live is full of shit
You give into all that they bid
You eat the filth they love to give
Real horrors were victims of tomorrow
There is more then what you see
What meets the eye is filled with sorrow
Smokin funk till my eyes they bleed
That B U D all in my chest
The darkness is in all of us
It fuels our hateful ignorance
Roll with the punches nothing seems to give me stress
This worlds declining as smile waiting for what’s next
Bad taste for this planet, it’s the season of abyss
Institutions of deceit inducing terror from the pits
Die with integrity
I’m pissin in the mainstream
It’s the words of The 3
To bring the powers to their knees
Mr. Blazer with the laser why don’t you pass me that razor
Split the blunt. stuff the funk. and smoke it till it burns my fingers
Trinity, 3 deep, coming straight from Tennessee
Could give a fuck for what ya think
Cause whatcha get is whatcha see
I’m being me, don’t follow lead
I set the standard for myself
The past I’ve lived has molded me
Into a man don’t need no help
Opened up to the negativity
Let it thrive and let it breath
Brought the fire back in me
I’ve shed the skin my eyes are free
Now I see for what it is
The world we live is full of shit
You give into all that they bid
You eat the filth they love to give
Real horrors were victims of tomorrow
There is more then what you see
What meets the eye is filled with sorrow
Smokin funk till my eyes they bleed
That B U D all in my chest
The darkness is in all of us
It fuels our hateful ignorance
Roll with the punches nothing seems to give me stress
This worlds declining as smile waiting for what’s next
Bad taste for this planet, it’s the season of abyss
Institutions of deceit inducing terror from the pits
Die with integrity
I’m pissin in the mainstream
It’s the words of The 3
To bring the powers to their knees
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