.[Verse 1: baker]
Yes itâs Baker with the razor tongue
Witness to this serpent's son
Terror no error when devastating Iâm dropping bombs
Hallow to my marrow ainât no love for what I see
These coward suckas I donât trust them to the wolves we feed
Money is what fu.
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