Baker Ya Maker
Diabolical Plots
[Part I]
Comin' straight, for ur fuckin' neck
With da tec
Freddie till the man, always killin' on demand
I'm so violent, can't u ever fuckin' see
I'm gonna let the Glock pop, right at ur teeth
Watch yo back, hear dat clack
Better take, cover for another
Mothafucka' movin' slowly, round the corner
Da devil told me what to do, now i can see inside of u
Do not roll me hoe, they will find u on the floor
[Part II]
Never safe, cannot praise, all dis fuckin' closed
What the fuck u do?
Cannot hide, never realized
That ur dead, feel the lead
Goin' through ur fuckin' head
No thoughts, fuck da cops
Shoot em' with thе fuckin' pump
Can u believe what thе fuck, just happened to me
I ain't never lied, can u feel the devil's side
Scope u mane, anotha' mothafuckin' homicide
Evil is my mind, neva ever justified