{PRODUCED BY DEVILISH TRIO}
[HYDRA MANE]
Getting tired of all this laming busters talking all this sh**
Got a bullet with your name up on it, pediatric clip
Try to f** up to the Mane i finna pop it like a pill
And when a 5 O try to question Imma f**ing plead the 5th
Let 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, you strictly criminal
Twisted like a psycho
Think a demon taking over me
Go and grab my knife it be another f**ing k**ing spree
Take away my piece and you get murdered, thats 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 ya up with lead and drag your body to the never-known
Just another day in hell, i got this evil on my mind
All these motherf**ers talking so im thinking homicide
In the south it's raining blood, it be the trio on the rise
Try to f** up to my clip and we gon leave ya southern fried (x2)