Baker Ya Maker
FIRE N MY GIN
[Verse 1: Baker]
Try to get buck with me
Don't  give a fuck
I  will size you up
And leave your skull dripping
Don't never play 'cause where I'm from
They  love to catch you slipping
Show  you pimping
Fear the vision of this rage
I'm  living everyday
Like there is no hell to pay
The taste of this life
Got me feeling super high
I'm  at the peak of what I seek
And there's no end in sight
Fight the light and bring the night
Then watch me drive throughout this plague
A witch doctor in his day
These hollow grounds is where I pray
See the bodies laid
Victims of the genocide
It ain't no color
It ain't no race
It's just all forms of life
Say goodbye to what you hold so dear
'Cause nothing lasts forever
Can you withstand all the weather
Will you not let pressure get ya
Crumble from reality
These demons are not made of dreams
Just look at those in power of the world
And then you'll see
Lies, greed, guts, and need
Behind the veil is what I see
I shall not conform to your ways
I'll always live for me
[Verse 2: Soulzay]
I'm chiefing on a quarter sack
I gotta make some dividends
Evil as a motherfucker
Never sorry for my sins
Creeping out the kut
Woke up to lock away in modern gin
Spit these lyrical bullets through your back
And one straight through your chin
Damn
The styles I possess
Don't stress
I lay the spliffs to rest
You want to smoke with Zay
Then you must smoke 'em through this vest
That lyrical ammunition
Got that ana off yo' chest
You tryna test this pimping
Then you're bound to meet your death
I'm tired of the crooked politicians and the system
It makes me wanna grab my 9
My nic, I gots to get 'em
And rob 'em for their riches
Stupid bitches
Buried in ditches
Sacrifice your soul
And roll with the one who's vicious
It's hell on this Earth
All we missing is the fire
I'm smoking on the bud
Making sure that I stay higher
So I roll another one
While bumping on some phonk
Weak rappers get thrown
In my fucking Cadillac trunk