SUMMER DAZE

By DEVILISH TRIO

Released on July 6, 2019

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WELL ITS THAT MOTHAFUCKIN CRACKA

RIPPIN ON THROUGH THE SOUTH IN MY MACK TRUCK

SMOKIN WEED OUT

I CANT SEE SHIT THROUGH THE GLASS

BUT IM STILL GOIN

THE TWISTIN OF THE BLUNT BRINGS ME EASE

I THINK IVE PUFFED ABOUT 1000 JUST TODAY IT AINT EASY TO GET THIS FADED

MY BROTHER BAKER

HES STEADILY ROLLIN THAT STICKY WE CHIEF IT

BUSTA NOW IM HIGH AS A BITCH

AND YOU KNOW ITS TENNGAGE BUMPIN ON THEM SPEAKERS THEYRE KNOCKING

THE CLOCK IT TICKS AND IT TOCKS

BUT THE TRIO NEVER WILL FALL AND UNTIL THE END

IM GON KEEP ON LIVIN LIFE LIKE MY DEATH IS CREEPIN UP RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER

SOON ILL FACE WITH THE DEVIL

AND SO I PISS ALONG THE DIRTY GRAVE OF THE PRIEST

BEHOLD ITS SUMMERTIME SUCKA

IM GON TOKE ON THAT GREEN AND JUST DO MY THING

I AM SIMPLY TRYIN TO COPE WITH THIS HEAT FROM THE SUN

ITS NOT MY FAULT IM GOIN CRAZY ITS THE PLANETS CALL

HELL WHEN ITS FINISHED MANE IT PLANS TO BLOW AND KILL US ALL

SO I SUGGEST YOU MAKE YOUR MOVE

YOU MIGHT NOT SEE TOMORROW

THEY PAINT A PICTURE BUT THIS WORLD IS A LIE

THE SIMULATIONS GETTIN GLITCHY

SO IM NEEDIN MORE POT TO KEEP ME SANE

ITS FUCK THE SYSTEM

REVOLUTION MOVES IN SILENCE

THE GROWN WILL PROTECT THEIR OWN

AND IM GON DO IT WITH PRIDE

LIKE A SOLDIER

BAKER

It’s that time of the season

I can feel it when I’m breathing

In this funk that got me stuck upon this couch

Like a cretin

Smokey eyes got me fading

The Blunts stay in rotation

The music keeps on playin cause there is no time for wasting

What’s the word have you heard that the trio’s on the verge

Resurrecting what you miss we bringing back that southern spur

Cotten mouth serpent son with a mission to survive

Only worried bout myself my brothas and my state of mind

Magic Invoker flicking lightening from my fingers

Coming cryptic with the stinger

Ima wizards dead ringer

Wearing robes made of gold raining diamonds from my hair

Blood is thicker then oil Releasing fumes in the air

Addin one plus 2 3 shadows on the move

Creepin when you least expect it

Soon the static will consume

Summer time on my mind

Burning fast as I rise

Trio is my alibi and ima live it till I die

I wanna eat like a big dog

Put me in a pent house living like a movie star

Maybe outta place but a playa tryin dream large

Get a little taste now everyone seems small