[Verse 1]
Crank
Crank
This ain't what you think
Spike a little in my drank
And now I'm feelin like a tank
Tweakin', geekin' I can't think
Buggin' while I swing a pistol
And I'm looking for my break
Yelling out this is my mission
Ain't no bitch up in my blood
Grew up swimming with the gators
Twisting like a hurricane
That shit I think they named it Baker
Rims scraping on the hearse
Since my birth I been cursed
Shit, it's only getting worse
Because I kick it with the worst
Golden eye
Golden God
Wanna name it after me
Prophecies in the stars
Now at night, they pray to me
[?] with the laser
[?] with the razor
Bring that chainsaw
Watchin bodies [?]
Rest in peacе, this motherfucker
I promise it's a wrap
So hard on thе chrome
Now it's time for my attack
In the dark I be creepin'
Never sleepin', watch your back
Mr. Tombstone Reaper
Kicking dust, I never lack
Crank
Crank
This ain't what you think
Spike a little in my drank
And now I'm feelin like a tank
Tweakin', geekin' I can't think
Buggin' while I swing a pistol
And I'm looking for my break
Yelling out this is my mission
Ain't no bitch up in my blood
Grew up swimming with the gators
Twisting like a hurricane
That shit I think they named it Baker
Rims scraping on the hearse
Since my birth I been cursed
Shit, it's only getting worse
Because I kick it with the worst
Golden eye
Golden God
Wanna name it after me
Prophecies in the stars
Now at night, they pray to me
[?] with the laser
[?] with the razor
Bring that chainsaw
Watchin bodies [?]
Rest in peacе, this motherfucker
I promise it's a wrap
So hard on thе chrome
Now it's time for my attack
In the dark I be creepin'
Never sleepin', watch your back
Mr. Tombstone Reaper
Kicking dust, I never lack
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