Baker Ya Maker
Persona
[Verse]
Twisting blunts up in the studio
I’m with my brothers getting throwed
High off life and living bold
Making sounds to soothe the soul
Whatcha think it takes to make a man
Let me know
Is it what you buy or is it what you earn that makes you whole
Sittin back smokin fat as I watch the world turn
In the back dressed in black not giving a fuck with no concern
Telling me to change my life and get a some morals or I’ll burn
Kiss my hairy nuts you stupid fucks will never learn
Ima do just as I please
With a grin that’s oh so shitty
Smear their faces in my smut
I’ll never show a bitch some pity
Swang them titties in my face
And pass that junt around my way
I’m bucking till I’m in a grave
This is the motto I portray
Young dumb and reckless living in these broken days
I see the light it’s shining bright but I’m so far away
What shall I do but fight and showem that we here to stay
This feels so right I know my sight and I won’t be delayed

[Sample: DJ Fela – We Don’t Need You]
Weah, and it don't stop
Ah, and it don't stop (we don't need a fucking [?])
Ah, and it don't stop
Ah, and it won't stop (we don't need a fucking [?])
Weah, and it don't stop
Ah, and it don't stop (we don't need a fucking [?])
Ah, and it don't stop
Ah, and it won't stop (we don't need a fucking [?])