Baker Ya Maker - Lust For Hate

Show no remorse I feel no pain
Emotions I left to hang
Raised In the dark I fear no mane
In the shadows where I gain
Power power fear my force

Life or death is what's your choice
Have no option in this situation
Fate has taken course
Drastic actions have been placed
In my mind I contemplate
Should I kill this lamin' busta

Or should I let him slowly waste
Deep underneath, behind the gates
Upon my throne I sit and wait
My succubus with eyes of hate
She bathes in blood and loves the taste

On the tongue feel the burn
This lust it makes a sinner stern
In my heart no empathy
But in my head I wanna turn
Can't go, Won't show

Emotion to any hoe
Outside, the light it shines
But inside lies something more cold
I feel the tone from the way

Sittin' on my shoulder
Spark up a blunt
Then play some bump
And then I go in orbit
You sleep
When I creep
From the mist
I slowly seek
Just a youngin from the South
Not known to come in peace