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