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The Mask
verse 1:
So surprised on how it started. Done too much dirt to turn back my life.//
Vision livin' in prisons, decisions to pack a knife.//
To what surprise, butterflies will cut a guy and his whole family.//
Werd, its self defense before they damage me.//
Affection of blades to play as my protection//
Effectin' anyone who toughens up in my direction.//
Meanwhile adapted to tactics, including my mask in-
to every situation wit' a crime, yo I packed it.//
It wasnt always this way as so severe. I left sincere//
to test the darker side to steer wit a deafened ear.//
The mask is callin'. Doin the bum stuff got me stallin'.//
Financially unstable, unable to keep myself from fallin'.//
So I'm at it testin' waters on foes bonds.//
Thinkin to myself should I rob in my own pond.//
Walk out the door wit my mask in hand to serve me//
wit' just enough dough to get my feet planted firmly. Right?.//
hook:
(Don't give ya life up to da mask)
(You'll live ya life stuck wit the mask)
The mask will take its toll
(Dont give ya life up to da mask)
(You'll live ya life stuck wit the mask)
when theres no place to go.
(Give ya life up to the mask)
(Live ya life stuck wit the mask)
The mask will take control
(Give ya life up to the mask)
(Live ya life stuck wit the mask)
then theres no place to go.
verses 2:
Thought I didn't need the mask. Started writin' graffiti.//
I never wore that mask once infront of cameras completely/
exposed. Who knows how many people could of saw me?//
Its all me throwin' up CASHLT tags. They coulda caught me.//
Brought me in from damagin' surfaces time to time.//
Or for me and Herb paint rollin' throw ups on 95.//
Just barely escapin their grasp as they chase us//
As they rush, we out the scene to keep em spacious.//
But whats this? Yo listen. I heard some kids are snitchin'.//
Ever since rewards been out for taggers kids have gone missin'//
Got me doubtin' my surrounding's. Double checkin' where I'm steppin'//
Handed the cell and the sources news aint helpin'.//
Wit' all this weight to carry the kids hittin' me up swearin' the//
Cops ready to bust the ones whos tagged in the Bear area.//
And wit' the way things are lookin' crooked and cookin' now//
I'm reachin for the mask yo I still can't seem to put it down. //
hook:x2
verse 3:
Who to trust where to turn? I dont kno but now I'm thinkin'//
the mask had somthin' to do wit the reason lifes sinkin'//
to a deep abyis, seeming to weakin', creepin up. Freakin.//
Its drivin' me insane yo I'm climbin' up a steeper cliff.//
Wit' problem after problem, mission after mission.//
Tryin to either find a balance, transition, or leave this damn prison.//
No money or food got me aggrivated wit' means to assault.//
They just like fiends and dreams. They all bought. //
The people who try to hate dont kno what ridicule will bring//
Im snappin' out on people for ridiculous things.//
Cant control the head on my shoulders no more yo its over.//
Better stay parrallel wit' the lattitude of my attitude.//
Adrenaline pumpin. Pressure's preset to alarm ya.//
Plus takin chances wit karma, it's guaranteed to harm ya.//
Haultin' up in my step could leave you stuck in the past./
Forever bonded to flesh. I live my life stuck wit' the mask.//
