Baker Ya Maker
PSYCHO IS MY MIND
[Verse]
Here they sayin' Baker ain't the man, well I'm about to lay the plan
Dominate the masses with my passion, evil they demand
Ending fights with vicious strikes
Fuck a gun I'm strapped with knives
Deep inside my chest, it burns, the flames of hell consume my life
Slowly, I shall turn
My actions, they cause concern
Victims, they all shall burn
My torture style is stern
With the gore lust, my knife and thrust into your stomach, spilling guts
Think this is a fucking game, this violent shit's no joke so trust
What I'm saying, I'm parlaying
Smoking in the fucking cut
Succubus lies next to me, and all she wants is Baker's nut
Thoughts of your death, visions of mass homicide
If you wanna meet your maker, fuck with Baker, then you'll die
[Hook]
Its all about that murder murder
Psycho is my mind
Violent shit is what I speak
Deep in hell's where I reside
Its all about that murder murder
Psycho is my mind
Violent shit is what I speak
Deep in hell's where I reside
Its all about that murder murder
Psycho is my mind
Violent shit is what I speak
Deep in hell's where I reside