CLICKIN’

[Baker Ya Maker]

Creepin deep I'm in the back, 6 killaz Down strapped with mask
The smoke is deep in throat an these flames are what have been spoken
Internal viscous my being, won't you come follow me, to the pits of what's unseen
An eternally burn in peace
Hear the blast, uh oh, I fade into crazed daze
Murder my choice and I do it in rage, no feel of remorse when I'm out on the blaze
The tenn... it flash, Gage shootin with no mask, Hydra taken care of witnesses and I'm grabbin the cash, and then we dash
Clean getaway, live to stang another day, hit the spot an stash the grip an wait till the heat to go away
Insane with the devilish trio here to tell ya bitch
Take care ya bidnezz trick, ain't tryin to make friends in this shit
Underground southern sound mystic with this twist I spit
Now look around fear is bound, you bustas to weak for this shit
Never will I fuck with suckas, 2 thick buckin with my brothers, low down, can't be found, from the mist we cause destruction

[Hydra Mane]

It's them demons that control my fuckin soul
Mane these bustas got me clickin' on your life I'm takin' hold
Got this Ana on my chest so I be puffin' devil smoke
Stand around your fuckin' body watch ya rot and decompose
Know that then playas be creepin' we sleepin crypts
Puffin the cheeba this blunt to my lips
Hiding from people we deep in the mist
Callin' to Satan I'm needin my fix
We be clicked up with the devil's kind
Conjurin plans of homicide
The backness slowly fills my eyes
Bitch it's a sacrifice
This the tales of a couple killas from the shouth
Baker got the fully loaded hammer pointed to your mouth
Begging for your life we cannot hear your prayers are worthless
Now prepare to meet your maker cause the Mane is here to take you down
Fucked in the head
Grab my Jason mask it's certain now you're dead
I thought you knew my bolts stay loose I love this death and torture shit