Daz Guy - Masquerade

〈intro〉
Mic check, mic check
Turn me up
You feel that?
Yeah, just bop your head to it

〈verse one〉
My pops had played his music loud as hell
Neighbors would be mad as hell
"don't you touch that radio, boy, that'll get you killed"
This that homie get your bread up
This that homie pick your head up, this that (uh)
This that god-body focus, we are the chosen ones, can't you tell?
Never seen air, but you know that shit is real
Is the sky blue or is it just a veil?
Looks are deceiving, what do you conceal?
G19 or taurus g2c by the belt buckle
Little league, felt special only for a minute when i cracked my linebacker
Deer park middle with a yellow-black helmet on
Before school, had to spray on pheromone for all the ladies
You know me, i had all the ladies except for the ones that i wanted
I wonder why they wanted all the bad boys who could touch the backboard
Please, let me fast-forward, this is what i asked for
This is what i asked for, used to move nascar
Now, i sit back, observe and laugh more
Can we just laugh more?
〈chorus〉
We laugh, we cry
We dance, we fall
The mask outside is worn by all
By all, by all
The mask outside is worn

〈verse two〉
If you sellin' dreams, i consider you a sell out
Wish the best of luck to them niggas who i fell out
Toast to the days where i didn't have to pull out a nine to blow your mind
I'm 22 with a brain that's 22 inches
Hard life assignments, never needed extension
Extended my hand, but niggas is too defensive
Defending your pride, you probably'll end up in ditches by tomorrow
I'm sorry you can't deal with your sorrow
I tried to lead, but you would not follow
Hollow souls, i could go on and on like erykah's motto
They don't do it how i do it
I use this music as a conduit
Window to your soul, i'll climb through it
This that david and goliath with some style to it

〈bridge〉
Who (who)
Knows (knows)
When they gon blow?
We just play the game til somebody chose
Til somebody chose
I don't know if it's gon be today or tomorrow
〈chorus〉
We laugh, we cry
We dance, we fall
The mask outside is worn by all
By all, by all
The mask outside is worn

〈verse three〉
Put me on a tabloid, turn me to a bad boy
Puffin on a cloud, that's a bird, watch the pen go in
Writing as the time pass, put it to a beat in the booth til you climax
I'm in 4d while you stuck livin' imax, i mean
Tell me if you see clear, visine
The back of my notebook, you find me
Have you ever seen a giant tall as 5 feet, uh
K9 with a flea, i'm ticked off
Black man can't live with the law
Flicked off triple-k during town hall
How the fuck they throw the book at us then tell us carry on?
Just got word that the prophet is coming
He running, the money abundant
My tongue is a gun and i'm dumpin'
I'm dumbin' it down for dummies
Turn up my sound beloved

〈outro〉
Masquerade, man
Take the mask off
Stay sucker free, you only get one life (yeah)