Trench Face The 3rd
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•07 Feb 2022
Yo you know me then y'all know what time it is trench face 3 back to blow that fucking mind again end day screech Armageddon stuck inside my head m straight c no one mic checks like asylum can can you dig it man are you picking up what i put down if you listen close Trench faced 3 back with that 3rd eye vengeance end day beast i thought i heard my name mentioned Wednesdays seed and the son of demensions template king if you need something remembered i carve it in stones that are harder then bones man a part of me knows that its already over i probably know how to go straight to the heart things and get with the program a hard place and rock between me and my goals now never on the top its seem im strict on on the low down shameful dirty case closed angel worthy 8 ball rainbow perty thanks cloud angel firmly grace fall satan burning straight down out of the sky like a comit in flames you dont want me to lie then there's no promise to make Armageddons my life im where apocalypse stays i climbed in bed with the night said my goodbyes to the day now i feed on mankind and bleed suckas dry with my fangs cus they the apple of my eye i take a bite and suck blood out they veins with dilapidated mind they call me punch drunk insane this affidavit signed had the jury well hung from the gate and since i myself am hung well i feel fine about my junk pal fill vaginas up with love how asylum busts a nut out makes smiles get stuck on anybody i fucks mouth aint no denying im good but theres only one woman i want to tell me how much now trench face empty brutal black hole features ov void and flame simply supernatural creature immortal game mc who cant be stopped at all or beat down this a cordial invitation come against me i just knock you out the block as i proceed to the street brawl i drop more fools then wind of plague on its best day even drugs dont cause as many hearts to stop as me now i got two fists of rage that remain in clenched states ready to crush opposition and knock the competition teeth out i mob to sick for the gang you bang with and represent snakez head that cant be cut off cus im far to boss with venom lethal as tar laced with fentanyl put away in a red vein i fuck with dead mens dust and befriend a reaper im a shell of a man no more zealous demands i got more hell in these eyes then you ever realized i know you jelly defy the urge to brain some helpless group of people i give afuck who you murder and slay just be careful use those street smarts no evidence mang when you perpetrate such peril itz situations like these another lever insane full of danger and fatal terror Trench face back again a third time end days love her so madly that it hurts now Wednesdays child that's me in the dirt nap bent straight sideways when you mean mug me learn how etiquette when aimed my way properly could stop me from coming to burn down everything you got mang im talking body dreams and property you done fucked with a firm hand i never even blink i see a beast in them hot flames i watch it watching me i should probably come up with a sure plan find devils deep in details reapin preists in gods name they call me body swap elite i cant believe how my doppelganger turned out tommy knocker brain with pain of a zombie haunted calmly off the chain since you claim that you want me on it wrongly tossin blame in my face my nonchalant response is homie i dont play you got one chance to flee then i stomp the concrete through your teeth both knees i leave broke legs on the streets where i solve the stack up on the ceiling of problems i keep ghost each foe to even think they might oppose me og on the cul-de-sac serialkill long to slaughter my grief homie bring me beef and im a eat for lunch now the only thing i need is a drink of your blood the power that be and of 3 beat in sync with my grudge tare your heart out and feed and you can think what you want i don't care at all i leap got no reason look im aware that i might be droppin off the deep end for good me i and myself as well make three sides to our trench from hell face need i say more then friend you mind to kindly just tell me dream on when you wake up dead you know finally been to elm street these sharp tender blades are the red rum dynasty that freddy himself keeps close to his freak heart all trench no face make asylum relax and everyone else in here scream Shadow trench hate with the rage of an avalanche battle drenched made in the age of the battle-axe shadow trench faced topple gate style batteram shatter mens faith ill probably break their bodys while im at it yeah i lay that castle to waste next thing i know they all calling me your grace or my lord or your highness and im more than just fine with that now that ive had just taste i want it all for keeps ill place this whole wide world in the palm of my hand winning war after war i aint a force to be reckoned with im a corpse happy gore splattered presence in the morgue rapping swords and daggers at dead men since im bored yall can find me in a drawer with a toe tag a shot a dope and red pen on a gorgeous slab of course i am and slam that needle contort whisper oh my damn god why smoke hits you get that ten fold effect with injection
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Yo you know me then y'all know what time it is trench face 3 back to blow that fucking mind again end day screech Armageddon stuck inside my head m straight c no one mic checks like asylum can can you dig it man are you picking up what i put down if you listen close Trench faced 3 back with that 3rd eye vengeance end day beast i thought i heard my name mentioned Wednesdays seed and the son of demensions template king if you need something remembered i carve it in stones that are harder then bones man a part of me knows that its already over i probably know how to go straight to the heart things and get with the program a hard place and rock between me and my goals now never on the top its seem im strict on on the low down shameful dirty case closed angel worthy 8 ball rainbow perty thanks cloud angel firmly grace fall satan burning straight down out of the sky like a comit in flames you dont want me to lie then there's no promise to make Armageddons my life im where apocalypse stays i climbed in bed with the night said my goodbyes to the day now i feed on mankind and bleed suckas dry with my fangs cus they the apple of my eye i take a bite and suck blood out they veins with dilapidated mind they call me punch drunk insane this affidavit signed had the jury well hung from the gate and since i myself am hung well i feel fine about my junk pal fill vaginas up with love how asylum busts a nut out makes smiles get stuck on anybody i fucks mouth aint no denying im good but theres only one woman i want to tell me how much now trench face empty brutal black hole features ov void and flame simply supernatural creature immortal game mc who cant be stopped at all or beat down this a cordial invitation come against me i just knock you out the block as i proceed to the street brawl i drop more fools then wind of plague on its best day even drugs dont cause as many hearts to stop as me now i got two fists of rage that remain in clenched states ready to crush opposition and knock the competition teeth out i mob to sick for the gang you bang with and represent snakez head that cant be cut off cus im far to boss with venom lethal as tar laced with fentanyl put away in a red vein i fuck with dead mens dust and befriend a reaper im a shell of a man no more zealous demands i got more hell in these eyes then you ever realized i know you jelly defy the urge to brain some helpless group of people i give afuck who you murder and slay just be careful use those street smarts no evidence mang when you perpetrate such peril itz situations like these another lever insane full of danger and fatal terror Trench face back again a third time end days love her so madly that it hurts now Wednesdays child that's me in the dirt nap bent straight sideways when you mean mug me learn how etiquette when aimed my way properly could stop me from coming to burn down everything you got mang im talking body dreams and property you done fucked with a firm hand i never even blink i see a beast in them hot flames i watch it watching me i should probably come up with a sure plan find devils deep in details reapin preists in gods name they call me body swap elite i cant believe how my doppelganger turned out tommy knocker brain with pain of a zombie haunted calmly off the chain since you claim that you want me on it wrongly tossin blame in my face my nonchalant response is homie i dont play you got one chance to flee then i stomp the concrete through your teeth both knees i leave broke legs on the streets where i solve the stack up on the ceiling of problems i keep ghost each foe to even think they might oppose me og on the cul-de-sac serialkill long to slaughter my grief homie bring me beef and im a eat for lunch now the only thing i need is a drink of your blood the power that be and of 3 beat in sync with my grudge tare your heart out and feed and you can think what you want i don't care at all i leap got no reason look im aware that i might be droppin off the deep end for good me i and myself as well make three sides to our trench from hell face need i say more then friend you mind to kindly just tell me dream on when you wake up dead you know finally been to elm street these sharp tender blades are the red rum dynasty that freddy himself keeps close to his freak heart all trench no face make asylum relax and everyone else in here scream Shadow trench hate with the rage of an avalanche battle drenched made in the age of the battle-axe shadow trench faced topple gate style batteram shatter mens faith ill probably break their bodys while im at it yeah i lay that castle to waste next thing i know they all calling me your grace or my lord or your highness and im more than just fine with that now that ive had just taste i want it all for keeps ill place this whole wide world in the palm of my hand winning war after war i aint a force to be reckoned with im a corpse happy gore splattered presence in the morgue rapping swords and daggers at dead men since im bored yall can find me in a drawer with a toe tag a shot a dope and red pen on a gorgeous slab of course i am and slam that needle contort whisper oh my damn god why smoke hits you get that ten fold effect with injection
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