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The Mask Of God solo
lyrics
(Verse 1)
Karma keeps chasing me but I stay militant
Armed with sheets of razor blades to spray innocents
Palm away the fakes who say I ain't killing shit
An artist come to save the day from the villains
Spitting the same shit, day in, day out
In one ear, out the other ear, hear this man out
Hip-hop ain't dead yet, it's just hanging from a crucifix
Bleeding, repenting for the media's atrocious sins
We can't let those vultures win, we must drain the mainstream
Underground and then sprout the water back clean
And purified so you and I can utilise our music's vibes
To change lives without compromising with the monsters behind
The desks, they're in power, our goal is to empower
Those screaming in the crowds so
A revolution nears, I guess the solution is
Keep music polluting ears till the fucking suits sing
(Hook)
Fuck the world, we are restless men
I've been put here to impress the dead
Test the stresses the pressure fed
Live life like we like we're here to impress the dead
(Verse 2)
I'm at a point where I'm claustrophobic, lost and know it
I walk with hostile motives locked in focus
I'm locked and loaded, ready to fire upon enemies
Including myself for spitting lies forth when I speak
I've restored inner peace back to shattered fragments
When I was suicidal and lacked true battle tactics
Now you and I can interact through animal raps
And combat the attacks put forth by paniced actors
As some warn victory, some downfall
And come forth explicitly to drown their sorrow
With our shovels and our axes and bags on our backs with
Explosives, loaded so there's no coming back we
Spread out and scour the earth for the graves
That contain the ingredient authorities dismay
They'll abhor it in a race to slay any snickers
Because laughter looks like smoke in the May mornings of Winter
(Hook)
(Verse 3)
I'm deranged and armed, my clothes hiding thinly veiled scars
Of all those who've come against me, many came to fall
Those who stood and walked are my number one targets
Cuz this grudge harbours more hate than I can harness
I've gone from harmless and docile to heartless
And the more I learn about this fucking world, shit gets harder
Now I ain't slept in around four days
You can tell by the look in my eyes when I stare at your face
With that bloodshot, bloodcurdling, blood-fuelled expression
That lets you know that today I won't be messed with
I come here with a message: surrender all my rights
I need them back if either of us is to survive
I'm an artist of the life, now tarnished by the night
And I will kill, man, there's no pardons in my sight
This one's for Hunter, this Kingdom of Fear
Any one of you motherfuckers, bring it! I'm here...
(Hook)
credits
from The Scripture,
track released December 1, 2008
Produced by 2Deep for Anno Domini Beats
Lyrics by The Mask Of God
