Wycleaf Jean & Mop - Masquerade [+Lyrics]

The streets is mad right now Tell em why we mad Rappers whatever you call yourself Pack ya bags and get out of town Cause i'ma strike down on thee wit great vengence and furious anger Those who attempt to poison da hood I'ma let y'all know da preacher's son is back Uh, refugee, one time, one time Uh, mop, two time, two time, one time Bumpy knuckles now the world is in trouble Come on Yo, you're number one on the charts You're a masquerade Paid for your billboard slots You're a masquerade Because the block knows hot You're a masquerade You're livin in a uh You're livin in a masquerade I'm on first So, this ain't a rap verse It's more like a voodoo curse So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya hearse Cause you lie too much You don't got no gat At your arm reach is ink At your headpiece now you pissin in your briefs Hold up We just saw you on your bet and mtv, a public access channel Talkin bout i'ma thug You're an animal, a canibal, you even scare hannibal But when the blackout came no light for your candle So welcome to the real world where a spade is a spade And i'ma call it like I see it Ay, y'all living in a masquerade Even though jacob iced you out wit the baguettes Money wit no respect ¨c that makes you a suspect So you can't ride through brownsville You want peace you better call churchill If not, feel clef when he connects wit mop family and plays guitar at your eulogy You wanna claim you run da block You're a masquerade Givin information to the cops You're a ...

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