TALES OF THE LEECH Baker Ya Maker

[Verse 1]
Leech off the street
Just a creep underneath
Something deeper past the skin
If you want come take a peak
Meet the beast gatekeeper
As I drink up all the ether
When you look into my eyes
All you sees the bloody reaper
Coming for your tainted soul
Better start running cause I am now gunnin'
There’s no signs to let you know
Taking this blade to now shove in my foe
Crazy is this psycho
You might kiss the butt of my rifle
If you approach with no respect
Then you’ve become a new rival
Rollin blunts outta bibles
A troubled child on the run
This sinista shit is oh so thick
And yes we find it so fun
Mutha fuck a bitch mutha fuck a cop
Yes the 3 we coming up quick this underground it never stops
To the top never flop
It’s the trio putting suckas in they place
Hope you ready for the fight, warfare in your face
Strapped up boots we all ready
With a mindset so heavy
Come to clean up all the mess that’s left
We’ve come to hold it steady