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with cymbals
A toy soldier with a drum, a triangle
Bells together they play weirdly throughout)

Masquerade! Paper faces on parade
Masquerade! Hide your

Off the Reign oh
Off the Reign oh
Off the Reign oh
Like a masquerade
Like a masquerade
I could see us flexing on it's like a masquerade
Like

Masquerade [From The Phantom of the Opera]

National Symphony Orchestra

The Magical Music of Andrew Lloyd Webber

2002

the city

Firmin:
I must say all the same it is a shame that phantom fellow isn't here!

Chorus/Crowd:
Maquerade! Paper faces on parade
Masquerade

Art Art me Substanca
Hip Hopi prej rrugicash
Ka fillu tu knu te lagjia
Muzika bohet n'studio
Same nëpër safe house
Ndikime nga rrethana
Bojn përshtatje

The Basquiat of this speaking art
I'll humble you free of charge
I'm tryna drop classics before I peak the charts
The style is thorough, I reach your

It's the things you do , I'll wait for you

Golden Goddess in the studio, speakers blown
Magic on the stereo, Komodo
 Cloud Meowz on the track, meowing

a work of art

Let’s turn off the lights
Pull down the shades
Babe, i love you in a masquerade
Even if i couldn’t see your face
Babe, i love you in

art to my fans, its flames in the streets yo!

One punch, that's all it really takes though
Walk up in the studio, leave, craft a hit though
One punch,

Rec, no studio rock
Recording Rec, no studio rock
I got no time to rock around the clock
We're recording Rec now
Recording Rec, no studio rock
Recording

in the morning
And we're packed into a narrow recording
Studio in Burbank, California
The same studio where the 28-year-old rapper
From Philadelphia

been in the studio playing Busted Speakers

Look me in my eyes see a masquerade
Born in 98' same vibe still from yesterday
Today another rainy day
It's

formes.
Studio en feu quand les voisins (ah, ah, ah)
J’pratique cet art, mais c’est risqué.
Un peu sadique, comme CEO.
Il se fait tard, elle veut ma dick,

dans la Traplanet
Fuck, j’suis dans bail pas net
Dans cet art, plusieurs palettes
En studio, j’investis net
Fuck, j’suis dans la Traplanet
Fuck, j’suis

get weight
Might not have to pay
Masquerade got it on my face
Came a long way
Came a long way
Play after play
Had a long long day
Swear I came a long

and tormented in the afterlife
Snag a soul and restore all the passion right back
Reanimating cadavers got to be giving them life back
Mastering of the black arts

I won't lie I'm not sorry
I've been shook by yo body
The way you moving it
Oh my Lord
You me and yo colleague
Masquerade
All night, all night, all

one 
For the road 
Or are you too far gone in the masquerade 
Are you too far gone 
Is this really what you want 
 
Tell me, is it art or is it shit

unblessed
A sigil of apathy emblazons their chest

Ascending through the ranks
They masquerade oh so fiendishly
Competing to be most despised

[Sakura, Jacky, Karina]
Love shatters like glass,
Words escape,
Night's harsh masquerade.
Moon's whisper, stars' embrace,
Na-na-na-na.

Seems strong,

at Jungle City, a sound
Studio in Manhattan's Chelsea
Neighborhood when we
Walk in, Ocean leading the way, pharrell
Williams turns down the music and greets

puberty hit
I hardly ever leave my room a bit
This art's the only thing I have going for me
This art's the only thing I have so it's lonely
This art's

dealing player I say all we move is weight
Flipping art off the wall that canvas doing gymnastics
I need a bigger studio this shit gettin' bananas
Never

art, Crayola, sitting on a sofa, counting my cold cuts, aye

Hungry, I need the meat, the cheddar, the cheese, sound like a cold cut, aye

Can't keep up

La, la, la.
Shape me from the stars,
Your hands will mould me out of clay.
Keep your work of art,
High upon the walls you made,
Brick by brick by