THE BURNING

Lyrics
[Verse] Getting tired of all these lemon bustas talking all this shit Got a bullet with your name up on it, better yet a clip Try to buck up to the Mane, I finna pop it like a pill And when a five-O try to question, Imma fucking plead the 5th Left them stinking in a river Got them tied up by the hands I'm bout the violence, I confide up in the silence of the lambs It's the Trio with a stain What you really know about it, hoe? Puffing on the stranger things in life, restrictedly criminal Twisted like a psycho, think a demon taking over me Go and grab my knife it be another fucking killing spree Take away my piece and you get murdered, that's just how it is Burn you like a blunt up in the flames, forever stuck in hell Yes I be that mane that's spilling blood up in your scary dreams Thinking of a clever way to take your life by any means Please don't fear the reaper, let the devil come and grab a hold Fill you up with lead and drag your body to the never-known [Hook] Just another day in hell, I got this evil on my mind All these motherfuckers talking so I'm thinking homicide In the south it's raining blood, it be the Trio on the rise Try to buck up to my clique and we gon leave you southern fried Just another day in hell, I got this evil on my mind All these motherfuckers talking so I'm thinking homicide In the south it's raining blood, it be the Trio on the rise Try to buck up to my clique and we gon leave you southern fried
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- HYDRA MANE