Baker Ya Maker
Children Of The Six
[Verse 1: BAKER]
Hate for me, envious
Came too thick
I keep em pissed
Playa from the sunshine
But in the dark is where I fit
Just young, dumb and poor
Ignorant don't give a fuck
I be all about my music
To these hoes I show no love
Fit like a glove
Bitch I'm smooth
Torture chamber in my room
Feed 'em drugs so they all blie
Then bury them beneath my tomb
Till my very last day
Bitch you know I'm stayin' true
Doomshop sixset
Here to kill and mind dilute
Competition we dont seek
Cause there is none who can compete
Mindset of a prophet I can conquer anything
Feel my presence in the mist
When I'm dead's when I'll be missed
Mystic player in dimensions that you didn't know exist

[Verse 2: HYDRA MANE]
Catch a bullet from my Glock fool
Feel the pain
Nobody crosses Hydra
Especially in this fuckin rap game
Grab the pump then I dump on a playa Hater mane
Step into my mask I'm bout to blast on a lemon lane
Psychopathic fantasies up in my mind you don't believe
The devil is the one that I confide in when I need to speak
Schizophrenic thoughts I'm gettin'
I'm gettin' lost up in this struggle shit
Mad as fuck
So I grab my Glock and then proceed to kill
Hydra Mane comin bitch
It is your soul I'll evict
I drag your body straight to Hell
That's where the Devilish Trio lives
Evil clique don't give a fuck
I'll change your name and drink your blood
Don't kill for fame I kill for fun
I do my thang and stang alone
Got my banger hit the bong
These things freak out when they hear my songs
The words they hit you like a drone
Just kill yourself and play along
Concussion when you in my zone
Lost it with your skin and bones
I'm stuck in hell
This is my home
This is the tale of horror hoe