When I Touch

[Verse]
I take a [?] to thang
Murda-murda, blood I drank
Mixed up-up in my cup, the [?] ‘bout to [?]
From the method of destruction
Murda one is now my function
Can you hang with my swang
The homicide is what I’m lovin’
[?] the bustard’s [?]
Flip the scripting [?]
Come your motherfuckin’ side, I have require when I touch
Dressed in black, this is my life
Evil forces got my knife
Slit you throat, I love the screams, [?] I proceed
I overseen what I leave
[?]
I’m in the shadows, in the silence
Only things [?]
I’m in the pain, bang, treasure gang
Through my touch I [?]
In the night I’m causing fright
Yes, Baker’s here to give you straingh