BAKER — OBSERVE A MACK

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[Intro]
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Robbers, they hang in the hood
Where they ride clean
Stang-stangin’ like a bumblebee
With my .45 G-L-O-C-K
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[Verse]
It’s my pleasure, it’s my pleasure
To rip it with the devil
Problem child, just to wild
For this with world I’m am the terror
Thoughts of havoc, causing pain
With these rhymes I immerse your brain
In despair, you can’t contain
This playa’s here to burn your flame
Mystic with my twisted ways
I lead the public in dislay
You bitches cannot stop my way
Yes Baker’s here to fuckin stay
With the stone cold stare
The devils here so be aware
I’m buckin any with no care
I blow the smoke into the air
I watch it burn, I watch it burn
I watch the bodu scream and sqwerm
Let the pile turn to ash
Then take a piss inside the urn
This game it don’t mean shit to me
I choke and slap it like a hoe
Easily I’m mackin
Dressed in black and floppin with the crow
In the streets there ain’t no lights
So when the darkness will he roam
A couple kids out in the night
With no place to really call home
Young and grown, on my own
Smokin bud and makin bump
All alone I’m in my zone
This phonk it got me on the run
On the trip, skull splittin
Now the killer starts to show
My eyes roll back into my head and now I’m lost of all control
So vicious is these demons when they start to take a hold
You can’t go back from where you came
This evil shit will always show