Baker Ya Maker
PLAY YA CARDS RIGHT
[Verse 1: Hydra]
EVIL SHIT ALL UP IN MY MIND
GOT THE DEVIL TALKING TO ME
IN MY MOTHA FUCKING DREAMS
NOW I SPEAKING IN THE TRUNKS
FEEL THE PAIN OF THE BEAST
BRING YOU TO MY TORTURE CHAMBER
NO YOU CANNOT EVER LEAVE
HYDRA GETTIN GETTIN BUCK IM
SEEING SIXES BITCH DEMONS ALL
AROUND ME GRAB YOUR WATER AND
YOUR CRUCIFIX HOE DONT VIOLATE
THE DEVILISH TRIO COMING THICK
EYEBALL BLOODSHOT RED SMOKING
JUNTS ON YO COFFIN DRIT ASH IT ON
YO HEAD CREEPING WHILE YOU SLEEP
REST YOUR SOUL IM FILLED WITH TRIGUE
FEED IT TO THESE FUCKING DEMONS
MAKE ME THINK YOU DONT BELIVE
JUST A FIEND IN THE NIGHT GOT TO
KEEP MY PIMPING TIGHT LIGHTING
CANDLES UP IN THE WOODS ITS A SACRIFICE

[Verse 2: Baker Ya Maker]
BUCKING BITCHES BUCKING BITCHES
WITH THE QUICKNESS BODIES PILE IN
DECAY DEEP DOWN INSIDE THE FUCKING
TRENCH IF YOU GOT A PROBLEM BITCH
YOU BETTER HAVE SOME FUCKING SENSE
JUST KEEP YO MOUTH SHUT THE REST OF
DOOM IS YOUR CONSEQUENCE IM ROLLING
WITH THE DEVIL BLACK JUMPSUIT WITH A
SHOVEL MEET YO MOTHA FUCKIN MAKER
YES ITS BAKER HEAR TO REVEL IN YOUR PAIN
YES MY GAME IS YOUR FUCKING DOWN FALL
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND SLOWLY DIE THE
PRAISE OF DEATH IM BOUT TO BRING UPON
HOLLOW IS MY ART IM FROM THE SOUTH BITCH
NO LOVE FOR A HOE IM STEPPING NEXT AND
MURDERING WITTINESS I BRING THE FUCKING
PAIN YES I BRING THE FUCKING PAIN BLACK
SUN IN THE SKY AS THE BLOOD IT SLOWLY RAINS