PAY THE TOLL [SKINTAKER LIVES] Baker Ya Maker

[Intro]
Dont lie, I know you do
You can't lie to the Skintaker
Pay the toll

[Verse 1: Baker]
From beyond I’m crawling out of the grave
Mud on my shirt with some dirt on my face
No need for the chase I be waiting where you run
The man within your dreams here to have some fun
As I creep slow through the rows
Candles leading up to the cove
Pay the skin taker you’ve met your maker
Now Baker has been chose
Turning to a maniac as I fall to the rage
Walking on the bones overgrown in my cave
Living in my head stand alone on the stage
Time to give a show now see my magic with this blade
Seeds of hate they start to show
Feeling like the villain ever since I was grown
Even as a lost boy I could never get along
Staying to my self never felt like I belong
Was dropped on my head must have knocked a few screws
A schizo so hallow the pains all I knew
Blazing a blunt while I’m under the moon
Having thoughts of a murder and soon they’ll consume
Studied the tapes so I made no mistakes
Butchered at birth now I have what it takes
Pushed to the edge and I’m close to a break
There’s no stopping me now this is my final state