BAKER — ONCE AGAIN ITS ON

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[Intro]
Once again it’s on (x16)

[Verse]
Creeping up from the back, white boy dressed in black
Killin’ a bitch with no feelings attached
Murder, murder, redrum
Not strapped with a gun, bitch I’m strapped with a blade
Not tryin’ to make a stang, not tryin’ to get paid
Kill for the thrill as I lust for your pain
These thoughts in my head, no they can’t be explained
These visions I have, no they can’t be contained
From my dreams reality, blood and guts grub up the scene
This is not the devil’s doin’, this is something caused by me
I work alone, psycho zone
Just my thoughts n’ sounds of static
Echo through my broken home, happiness I just can’t stand it
Homicide, genocide, murder in the first degree (gree)
Meditated slayings, leavin’ no weapon as I get away clean
Acid baths they melt your flesh
In my eyes you’ll see the torture
Numb to any kind of pain, what happens when you’re raised around insane horrors
In the South, filled with clout, evil players showin’ now
Kill ’em all, fuck the law, this is what it’s come to now
Bringin’ hate, feel the weight
From my presence in your face
Yes this Baker’s time to shine, a serial killer who sits and waits

[Hook]
Ain’t no killa like a Doomshop killa, ’cause most of y’all bustas ain’t shit
Ain’t no killa like a Sixset killa, ’cause most of y’all bustas ain’t shit

Ain’t no killa like a Doomshop killa, ’cause most of y’all bustas ain’t shit (once again it’s on, once again it’s on, once again it’s on, once again it’s on)
Ain’t no killa like a Sixset killa, ’cause most of y’all bustas ain’t shit (once again it’s on, once again it’s on, once again it’s on, once again it’s on) (x2)