BAKER YA MAKER — TALES OF THE LEECH

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[Verse 1: Baker]
Leech off the street
Just a creep underneath
Something deeper past the skin
If you want come take a peak
Meet the beast gatekeeper
As I drink up all the ether
When you look into my eyes
All you sees the bloody reaper
Coming for your tainted soul
Better start running cause I am now gunnin’
There’s no signs to let you know
Taking this blade to now shove in my foe
Crazy is this psycho
You might kiss the butt of my rifle
If you approach with no respect
Then you’ve become a new rival
Rollin blunts outta bibles
A troubled child on the run
This sinista shit is oh so thick
And yes we find it so fun
Mutha fuck a bitch mutha fuck a cop
Yes the 3 we coming equip this underground it never stops
To the top never flop
It’s the trio putting suckas in they place
Hope you ready for the fight, warfare in your face
Strapped up boots we all ready
With a mindset so heavy
Come to clean up all the mess that’s left
We’ve come to hold it steady

[Verse 2: Baker]
Let it blaze
I’m throwing homemade hand grenades
The thrilling for the killing turns it to a violent rage
Silent Night on the stage it’s society I prey
Put me up in big lights
Make them all remember my name
Yes I’ve come to getcha, hit you where it hurt
No more complications bitch
I’m known to always make it work
Doing dirt put my time in this game
There ain’t no need for me to claim
This and that lead the pack
Sign sealed the game I wrap
Like a rabid dog looking for a meal
I’m a hungry motherfucker
Aand I’ve come to get my fill
Sink my teeth into the kill
Get a high from the hunt
Rip the skin right off them bones
And show the world that you a front, don’t stunt
When ya meet ya maker
Mr. Baker tainted by the savior
No need to save you
Ima break you doing you a favor
Catch the wave before you drown
In the southern psycho sounds
Here to bring it non stop
Here to keep it underground