Lyrics:

Still can’t escape from here
Each breathe i take you fear
Stuck in these chains You’ve made
You say that death can wait

I’ve been getting super high
Saying fuck a suicide
baby If it’s just you and I
Surely know that you will die
Bitches hexing real ones
I’ve never thought I’ve met my match
I’m looking my daily funds
To purchase drugs n big ass gats
N there she was just looking fine
Had me with her big fat ass
And Now I see myself Slipping
buying her A Gucci bag
Trifling ass hoe
Think I’m stupid
Ima make her dance
Cause pimpin be my music
It’s so soothing
Mane that’s all I jam
Shaking up that funky junt
Best not ask me where I’m from
We can’t get to business
With sum hitting boy I’ll fuck u up 
Icemane raised inside the slums
But I’ll never be a bum
Bitch it’s playa season
With no reason I’ma show no love

Another day of darkness
Steady struggling to stay conscious 
Feelin nauseous 
Cause I know my ass a target
oppoztion always plotting on a stain
Watch u hang like Hussein 
Who’s that mane he be insane
off tha Caine
So my problems go away
Hit the dank that shit stank
I can’t thank cause Im drowning
In sea of codeine promethazine
Steady downing all these pills
In the field where I be
Suffering from ptsd
And I can not sleep cause I hate having dreams
Im tired of peace
waking from Cold sweats n having hot tempers
Sum nights I forgot and sum days I remember 
These bullets ain’t bias u think that I’m lying
Come try it they flying and killing both genders
So what’s your agenda im tryna to grow
Make it another day breathing fasho
Ain’t suicidal got hatred for miles
It stretches forever cause that’s all I know
Here for eternity
never gon murder me
Straight from the heavens
I fell so I’m here
Love is a courtesy 
That don’t occur to me
Death is a perfect thing
Let’s make this shit clear
I’m facing these problems
With hatred and drugs
You think life is sacred
And god is above
You will not make it
So better give up
I’m tired of changing
I don’t want your lovE

Hollow points they violate
Icemane just had to demonstrate

DEATH CAN WAIT (PROD. MXSTVH)

FROM UNDERGROUND THE DEAD RISE


Produced by me.... BITCH

ＢＡＫＥＲ x Ｒｅｓｔ Ｉｎ Ｐｉｅｃｅｓ

BAKER X HYPNOSIS MANE – ANTI CHRIST

Another quick track on that real shit, just feel me and vibe out

BAKER - JUST ANOTHER DAY

GF13 encourages drug use and irresponsible behavior while listening to this underground compilation. 

2. Baker X Freddie Dredd - Shoot 2 Kill

Single off the EP "Woe's of A Mack"  featuring the homie BAKER 

BAKER :
SC: https://soundcloud.com/baker-beatz
TWITTER: https://twitter.com/BAKER_YA_MAKER

Doddy Gatz:
Twitter : https://twitter.com/DoddyGatz

ARTWORK: https://twitter.com/GrimeFiends13

Entire EP coming soon...

Fuck Dem Bitches - BAKER x GATZ (Prod. BAKER)

Produced By Ned Bundy

Smoke fills my lungs and then it fills the room 
I'm blazing like inferno all i push is doom
my fingertips are coated in the sticky residue 
with my blunt burning from midnight to high noon 
I love to smell a ganja plant knowing it will harness buds 
sticky green rituals 
that it'll get me high as fuck
pour the water into soil like a blessing a satanic  druid 
my eyes are red as fire from the lighter 
avid drug user
Feeling so nice on ice
Let my organs the price
I'm a Devil when i fuck 
and a Devil when i fight 
i am mother fucking drugs 
suck my dick and get high. 
from all areas of code
im trippin out in 505
undercover on the block
I see him ridin by 
i see the future all of times
bloodshot third eye
sending smoke signals from my house 
spiral to the sky 
Pullin up movin thangs so i can have a nice life
They call me nedward scissorhands 
who got the best trimmers  
a pile of drugs up on the table and it's all for dinner
I don't fuck with uppers & downers but sometimes i let them enter
my system like I'm hunter S thompson on the printer  
light a cocaine dunhill don't need no fuckin air i am deceased
my lungs are black like my like my heart buried underground beneath
roasting in pit roast in the streets  
mental feast
im preparin getting fit for the freeze
Thinkin that you slick and i wont care if your a thief 
Its gon get lit like the barrel on my piece

Ned Bundy - Afternoon Substance

Soulzay - Pockets Thick (Prod. Tenngage)

Some Real Life Music... 
Featuring my brotha Da Menace.
Produced by Ned Bundy.

Deal With It (Feat. Da Menace)

.38 Special (prod. HPSHAWTY)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9RG3WURZa8

Produced by Stu Bangas https://soundcloud.com/stu_bangas
Mixed and mastered by 4th Disciple https://soundcloud.com/real4thdisciple
Art by Fiend

Lyrics- 

89 the birth of a real menace
The world is mine y’all just some tenants living up in it don’t get it twisted
Drive bys in stolen whips with windows tinted
Goons hoppin out to light the block up like it was Christmas
Social distance when the Glock fires
The nine milli be spillin blood poppin heads like some car tires
Gimme credit where credits due I’m smooth with the weaponry red dot between your eyes now you a Hindu
Mercy Kill
Show you firsthand what them hands do
If I press the issue you runnin just like your mans do
Your crib is like your bitch when I slide they fina gettin ran through
Fuck being humble really ain’t shit that I can’t do
Fuck a subliminal direct when I spoke
Ima let you hang yourself pussy I’ll even give you the rope
Ima dispensary y’all could hit me up if you lookin for smoke
Appointment only I’ll hit you back with a quote
I’m in the wild west infectious still runnin rampant like Covid
Gun slinging body catchin billy the kid
Fuck police ain’t no way I’m takin a bid
Disregarding consequence cause I ain’t never gettin caught for the shit that I did 

Mercy kill cause your life is nearing its end
Mercy kill it’s too late to be making amends
Mercy kill cause the warfare ain’t gonna stop bullet cauterization lead from the pistol is hot

Permanent smile a buck fifty cut up your face
Dmize the barber with the forty that’ll fuck up your fade
I’m talkin gunplay but I ain’t never ran from a fade
Run your chain or run the risk of hollows hittin your brain
Rather stack a pound of bread than sixteen ounces of fame
Murderous mass genocide like Saddam Hussein
Y’all really pussy ninety nine percent of you fake
I’m more solid than diamond til I’m layin dead in my grave
You lookin nervous faggot I could tell you afraid
Ain’t live none of the shit you talkin you sweeter than lemonade
We ain’t the same homie
Stay the fuck out my lane
We on a different level ain’t even close horse shoes and hand grenades
I keep it locked
From east to west state to state
Put a bullet hole in your fam to watch you cry at the wake
Callin to squash the beef ain’t something that I’m willin to entertain
Won’t argue with you
It’s bullet time like Max Payne
You played yourself
But I’m just playin the game
You fire from the hip but my shit is always precision aimed
And it’s like that simple and plain
Ima take your life quick like exploded reactors in northern Ukraine

Mercy kill cause your life is nearing its end
Mercy kill it’s too late to be making amends
Mercy kill cause the warfare ain’t gonna stop bullet cauterization lead from the pistol is hot

Mercy Kill (Prod. Stu Bangas) [VIDEO LINK IN DESCRIPTION]

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