Here they sayin' Baker ain't the man, well I'm about to lay the plan
Dominate the ma**es with my pa**ion, evil Baker man
Ending fights with vicious strikes
f** a gun I'm strapped with knives
Deep inside my chest it burns, the flames of hell consume my life
Slowly, I shall turn
My actions, they cause concern
Victims, they all shall burn
My torture style is stern
With the gore lust, my knife and thrust into your stomach, spilling guts
Think this is a f**ing game, this violent sh**'s no joke so trust
What I'm saying, I'm parlaying
Smoking in the f**ing cut
Succubus lies next to me, and all she wants is Baker's nut
Thoughts of your d**h, visions of ma** homicide
If you wanna meet your maker, f** with Baker, then you'll die