Is this a place where it all ends? Is it your face or just another mask? When I see you again Let's play it like a game The things that we said Never
Aye, bruh I'm a mother fuckin' goon So whatever chick I fuck with She got to be a goonette I'm her goon, yeah And she's my goonette I'm her goon, yeah
Tonight was just a masquerade Tomorrow just another day Let come whatever Tonight or never I'll through the mask away Beloved with all my heart I love
But yo, I always had this fear of gettin' paralyzed And sellin' drugs at the time was the easy way The easy work, easy women plus the easy pay It had me feelin' like I would do whatever
Sarah!!! Oh and one more thing, there's been several masked murderers spotted in the area. (Ch-Ch) (Chorus) Let's make fluffin utters, don't fucking mutter another
in this game, but the grind I'm lovin' Nigga we passed all that pushin', man it's time for shovin' I got the mask, I got the strap, soon as I find the
and learn to leap Or burn in your sleep Tryin' to get a little somethin, yo I peep You bein devoted, but you shoulda let it seep thru the mask you sported
of scene, I knew you would leave I got another motherfucking trick up my sleeve Smoke you like a roach, can I make it last? Like a quick half ounce, another
-hop for the nine-cinco Verse Two: Tasty like a souflee french croisant on Tuesday Rappers be boo-tay Goo-fy that's how they crew stay Bitin whatever
out windows and stare (sly, we fly) We fly the planes ourselves (sly, we fly) And if our records don't sell (sly, we fly) [kool keith] I put my mask on, another
in his driveway soaking wet, hope nobody heard me I'm out that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that shamrock Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
Ziplock Then you'll be saying "Damn, Giddy died for this hip-hop" Or maybe it entail you to get locked To another 20 in the rock for them to give me my props Whatever
to kill ak-47 mac-11 hollow points tips trade in ya bitch watch me lock when my tools get too nigga know the rules, rules Flesh: Whatever you do, gotta
don't check for me I'll be in the same place This planet is just an overpopulated mental hospital Each zombie walks around constitutes another obstacle
whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It's whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It's whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It's whatever, whatever
whatever, whatever ho, whatever, whatever ho It's whatever, whatever ho, whatever, whatever ho It's whatever, whatever ho, whatever, whatever ho It's whatever, whatever
leave ya Believe in me and my click, hit ya block erasin' Leave ya thoughts wastin', I run a hundred miles paper chasin' I'm 'bout drama, foolishness, whatever
like he hurtin' somethin' Word to mother, I heard him frontin' And he be pumpin' on your block Your man gave him your glock And now they run together, what up son, whatever
