[Verse 1: BAKER YA MAKER]
So high, don't care if I die
All I need is my weed and a motherfucking light
Feel the tension in the air
As I spark another square
Succubus next to me
And she playing with my hair
Fat Mac
Coming back
With the style that's so pimping
Inner lanes, with the waves
Yeah my voice what makes me different
Got 'em all on me
But some of them still hate on a playa
See them sleepin' on me but bitch I don't care 'cause I'm Baker
In the motherfucking mist
Talking shit, you catch a fist
Yes I am a nice guy
But you don't wanna get me pissed
Creeping deep with the six
Causing havoc, bringing doom [?]
Fuck these bustas, hope the trio bring the boom, no fear
For the reaper 'cause the evil lives inside of me
Murders take place, in the night, very quietly
In my eyes the fire sleeps
In the flames I burn in peace
Rest my soul, I cannot cope, my thoughts have slowly taken me
So high, don't care if I die
All I need is my weed and a motherfucking light
Feel the tension in the air
As I spark another square
Succubus next to me
And she playing with my hair
Fat Mac
Coming back
With the style that's so pimping
Inner lanes, with the waves
Yeah my voice what makes me different
Got 'em all on me
But some of them still hate on a playa
See them sleepin' on me but bitch I don't care 'cause I'm Baker
In the motherfucking mist
Talking shit, you catch a fist
Yes I am a nice guy
But you don't wanna get me pissed
Creeping deep with the six
Causing havoc, bringing doom [?]
Fuck these bustas, hope the trio bring the boom, no fear
For the reaper 'cause the evil lives inside of me
Murders take place, in the night, very quietly
In my eyes the fire sleeps
In the flames I burn in peace
Rest my soul, I cannot cope, my thoughts have slowly taken me
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