BAKER, HYDRA — FUCK YOU

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[Verse 1: BAKER]
They fearing baker the underground undertaker
Time to meet your maker
Buckin buckin bitches with the sickness in my eyes is hatred
Fuck another clique
Bitch its Doomset till i’m six
Say you claim evil shit but I still see that your feeble bitch
You take a blow in your pride, cause you know that I am no lie
You just a busta in disguise no need to run now face your lies
You facing terror
Now bitch I dare ya fuckin with this clique
Open shop on bustas lettem know that we so thick
2 low for these hoes
With the flow I keep bold
You think you game then come then come approach with the style I have evoked demons
Demons in the night
See you have no love for life but I don’t even waste my time I let you suffer in denial

[Verse 2: HYDRA MANE]
Fuck you
Fuck the fuzz
All about that blood and guts
Traumatizing no surprising
Pistol-packing murderers
Homicidal schizophrenic thoughts of [?]
Violence I’m a killa mane
Images of death and pain
Hide your motherfuckin body in the back lot
With the [?]
Wish you had that fuckin gat cocked
Diggin graves
Never slippin you ain’t saved
One shot from the Glock
Now you sleepin in a lake
From the depths of hell, I take control
I’m robbin bustas
[?] and meet your holy ghost
Fuck you if you hatin on the devil shit
Doomset takin over hoe we comin for your neck