When I Touch Baker Ya Maker

[Sample: Juicy J - Tha Backyard]
Blown away by A the K, 47 reason, 50 shells
I can spray, ayy
Blown away by A the K, 47 reason, 50 shells
I can spray, ayy
Blown away by A the K, 47 reason, 50 shells
I can spray, ayy
Blown away by A the K, 47 reason, 50 shells
I can spray

[Verse]
I take a second to think
Murda-murda, blood I drank
Mixed up-up in my cup that funky stuff
I’m ‘bout to tank onto my path of destruction
Murda one is now my function
Can you hang with my swing?
The homicide is what I’m lovin’
Hoes they touch ‘em bustas kush
Flip the script and bite the dust
I’m your motherfuckin’ sire, hear the choir when I touch
Dressed in black, this is my life
Evil forces guide my knife
Slit your guts, I love the screams, up your play
Yes, I proceed
I overseen what I leavе
Tensions build as I await
I’m in the shadows, in the silеnce
Only thing seen is my blade
I’m here for pain, bang, pleasure gang
Through my torture horrible brains
In the night I’m causing fright
Yes, Baker’s here to give you strain