Devil’s Trident – Hard Check (Lyrics & Video)

Hard Check – Devil’s Trident Lyrics

Hey! What do motherfuckers want?

From a sociopath, they need to run from what they want

Hey! What do motherfuckers need?Hard reality check somebody, that will make 'em bleed (Uhh!)

Hey! What do motherfuckers get?

Beaten to a pulp with a nail-encrusted baseball bat

Hey! What do motherfuckers know?

Obviously not much 'cause they're moving way too slow

I am a spitter, so are you but I spit Gorehop

While you be spittin' cum to watch your calories

I take a piss and hand it to you in a foam cup

It taste of scum considering your achy knees

Will you please shut your yap? Stuff that hole with a strap

Fuck 'em all, ain't no love, dead asleep, corpses nap

In a space underneath my floorboards made to crawl

All that crawls down there, maggots eating you all (Uhh!)

I'm beatin' my meat while you be screamin' out in pain, ho

Butcherin' that meat, it's a slaughterhouse with a sticky stain flow

Feel it gettin' painful, my intentions shameful

Forty-four in my hand that is aimed at your head 'bout to give you a brain full

Heard you wanted drama, summoning my inner demons

'Finna run a train or a marathon on the bitch you with

No banana clip, it's a whole-ass drum in the barrel steaming

With so many hit, not enough of fucks for each to give

Hey! What do motherfuckers want?

From a sociopath, they need to run from what they want

Hey! What do motherfuckers need?Hard reality check somebody, that will make 'em bleed (Uhh!)

Hey! What do motherfuckers get?

Beaten to a pulp with a nail-encrusted baseball bat

Hey! What do motherfuckers know?

Obviously not much 'cause they're moving way too slow

I've been around this world, I've seen a lot of things

But I ain't seen so hard up on these nuts these hoes swing

Tell me what you want, how in the fuck can I help?

'Cause your obsession is a ticket straight to fuckin' Hell

The Hell I reign over, the torture you'll succumb to

Yeah, I got henchmen, Insane Poetry and Scum, too

Decapitation, their head drops and it gets crushed too

I sever torsos like dead tree trunks under blood moons

You fucked up, dude, I never wanted to do this shit

But I was born to straight up crash and fuckin' ruin shit

And I will ruin you exactly how your mother did

I'll swallow you alive just like she swallowed all her other kids

You're a statistic and you really just don't matter much

That's why you're here, rip off your legs and hear bone matter crunch

Hey yo, your gluttony just provided us a fatter lunch

And we need all the strength to hurt you and then stab and punch

Hey! What do motherfuckers want?

From a sociopath, they need to run from what they want

Hey! What do motherfuckers need?Hard reality check somebody, that will make 'em bleed (Uhh!)

Hey! What do motherfuckers get?

Beaten to a pulp with a nail-encrusted baseball bat

Hey! What do motherfuckers know?

Obviously not much 'cause they're moving way too slow

Yeah! The Devil's Trident, metal is firin' when we pull the trigger

Smallz One, Scum, and IP, you see these hooded figures

Off in your section, hard checkin' like in a hockey game

But the type of stick that we use will leave somebody slain

Leave the body layin' while they prayin' to the Nazareth

But you got the evil trio, we gon' spit the blasphemous

Verses with curses that get enhanced when the candles lit

I am off the weed, the both of them are off the cancer stick

The savageness is summoned from evil spirits that channel them

Stampedin' on all of you bitches, we fuckin' trample them

Cancel them, show 'em how The Devil came to dance with them

The circle, saw, and axe on the trident is how we branded them

Uhh! You ninjas better get your mans and them (get your mans and them)

Before they find their heads detached from their hands and limbs (from their hands and limbs)

It's just another chilling verse

As above, so below, all your blessings will be cursed

Hey! What do motherfuckers want?

From a sociopath, they need to run from what they want

Hey! What do motherfuckers need?Hard reality check somebody, that will make 'em bleed (Uhh!)

Hey! What do motherfuckers get?

Beaten to a pulp with a nail-encrusted baseball bat

Hey! What do motherfuckers know?

Obviously not much 'cause they're moving way too slow