[Verse 1: Baker Ya Maker]

Feel this tension I spit, when I'm using my wip

Mind is like a weapon when you learn to use it

Far beyond driven elements, inhuman measurements

This is the terror of three, who are devilish

Feel the blade as it churns in your gut

Feel the burn isolating the torture, your fear I shall learn

Quick decisions, never flinching with my instincts

Competitions diminished, when actions of the real seep

See the eyes of your maker, in my blood is from the bakers

Raised to never trust another, all you have in life is hatred

No respect I show, unless earned

You bitches ain't shit, so I speak to you stern

In this waste from the human race, all I'm wantin' is the power

Doin' whatever it takes just to get a little taste

I just wanna see the feel, all emotion is erased

Now desecrate them of their will, in your mind

Feel the bind, no repetition when I flow, I'm speaking everything I know

So what I say can not be cloned, smoke another cigarette to the chest

I'm at home, blunt pressed to my lips, take a puff, I'm in my zone

Let the time fly by, as I fuck my life away

I don't care for what you do and I don't care for what you say

Do it at my own pace, this is just the Trio way

It's them Tristar players, makin' buck, you love to hate

[Verse 2: HYDRA MANE]

By these demons, I'm driven, I've reached a new level

The message in blood indicates that the devil has taken control

Feel the throes of rejection

Replace it with violence and this is my testament

Soon we will suffer as one by the hands of the beast

Can't escape, my existence is punishment

Life is a lesson, success, it will blind you

I choose to repent all these symbols of pagan, describe what is factual

Words of destruction, Avada kedavra

Avoiding the bible

I'm shrouded in blasphemy, up from the pits we will rise with a mission

A blissful disgrace, bring this world to extinction

I'm losing my mind, can't control the malevolence

Bow to the trio, the bringers of punishment

Fuck your opinion, we choose to relinquish

The truth of this world lies beyond the extension

Satan lurks behind the curtain with these crooked politicians

We been blinded by the freedom in these twisted relations

But now that the Reaper is at your front door

Will you cower in fear or be ready for war?

The contorted desires of hell take ahold

You'll be dragged to a place and be tortured alone

Watch the death of the sun, you'll be left in the shade

With the Devilish ones and you cannot escape