Lyrics:
to say
Aye yo satan get behind me
Slayin the lies in Jesus name
Packin Excalibur we overcame
Spirit of fear. Nah Confidence game
Encourage one anotha we
I sign for y'all to mask the job and
Put me in a match to box with Action Bronson, get asked to toss it?
Take a massive loss when I smash across him,
who's turn is to blam
Mask on, put on your shiesty
In the trenches it get litty, it get grimey
Swerving while the twelve, all right behind me
His bitch
just tell me who you are
all my efforts are not enough
no look behind the bars
your façade is all
I’ve ever known
side by side in parallel lives
That
You gotta learn to see the snakes in The grass
Learn to see who face behind the Mask
Turn a nigga smile Into frowns
Pass the ball to me
I hold it
Lonely creatures behind a mask
The broken memories are
Sharper than glass
Little pieces made of doubts
Are these placed? erased?
A protection
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
To the lapel of my dress
I swallow this is it
The door to the left of the
Clerk's temporary desk is open
I can feel the bodies of
The other families behind us
that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my
that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
says your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a body dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and locked the whole block
Medina is
take
I just can't get my fill any other way
Every mask you deny every hope that you hide
Every crack in the ice that you dance by
Every day we collide
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i'm
All along the German line lays these canisters
The contents of which are unknown but surely sinister
Created in a lab by scientist far away removed
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
Mama told me this is the way we talk
Mama told me this is the way we talk
Don't get into trouble
Listen while I'm speaking
Behind the amplifier
Mama told me this is the way we talk
Mama told me this is the way we talk
Don't get into trouble
Listen while I'm speaking
Behind the amplifier
like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long
behind the mask
You don't have compassion
Raise the flags we won
You just want to kill them
Let the bell tolls.
Contradictions, bullets sounds,
just couldn't send
No hiding behind a screen name
tamed by the pain of being the same
Going public requires a mask
That covers your face so no one can
old tapes
In style wars
Fly decor
Infected by crime and gore
Living by cvs
Use to hang out behind the store
Find the cure
Behind
on that fuck shit for face
Suckers be so quick to flaunt
Throw out them Skechers and straighten yo lace
Hide behind masks but still no sense of taste
Drop
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