The Burning

[Verse: HYDRA]
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, I'ma fucking plead the fifth
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

[Chorus: HYDRA]
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