House Of Krazees - The Mask Lyrics
Off I go, to get a mask for my *****in' faceThe thirty first fills my heart with joy and painWalk to the custom store to get a mask that fitsAin't this a *****, it's closed, so I start to panic, shitLook in the glass, Thats the mask I had a dream aboutA face of a man called the R.O.C. from the House Of KrazeesA rap group, he's a *****ing loserA psycho murderaMyth has it that he's still aliveI break the glass an alarm sounds, I'm quick to pickUp a *****ing mask, I'm jettin' before they catch me with itThe stolen goods, I had to have it, understandWalk around with a *****ing mad man upon your faceA damn shame, he holds so much powerAs you can see, I wanna be himSo I can really see what he seesI ducked into an ally quick as I canI shook the law with the long armLucky that I'm fast enoughWhat the *****, who can I trustI can't go see the crewSo I go to my woman's houseIt's a round twoAll black hockey mask, so I can mashThree crazies on the dash bustin' shotgun blastWith all black hockey mask, so I can mashThree crazies on the dash bustin' shotgun blastWith the maskI need a mask, I need a mask, quickFog's gettin' thick, ain't no time to bullshitHere we go, on the day after hallow's eveMemory lapses, fallin' to my kneesNo chance to think a thoughtAbout who I wanna beLeavin' it to Bones or R.O.C.Creep down the street, feedin' for a disguiseBut still I know who I am in the devil's eyesRise all the souls from the chosen fewI spot a mask on the grave, what should I doSo what, I'm deadTricked by the man, why did he cheat meWhat was his name, oh yeah, Unkle KreepyHektic's the name of my mask, killin' realityBlamein' the night that's upon, takin' my sanitySix feet, a dirty hole, it's a restin' spotNobody gets the mask that I gotTakin' it off, it won't come off straight, waitI think I got it, too lateAll black hockey mask, so I can mashThree crazies on the dash bustin' shotgun blastWith all black hockey mask, so I can mashThree crazies on the dash bustin' shotgun blastWith the maskStepped inside the store to find the maskOn the night in question, carefully steppin'Down the isle ways, pickin' up the paceI need a new mask to cover my *****in' faceGot the gloves on my hands, I don't leave no printsGettin' the fifth degree from this elderly *****Quickly pointed to the mask on the wallIt was a mysterious face of a skullshe said that it was the last of it's kindAnd maybe I should try it on for sizeSlipped it on over my head and closed my eyesStarted to bleed to my imense surpriseSomething happened, it melted to my skinAs if I had commited some type of great sinScreamin' in pain, I ran and hit the streetsOn more night before we got out on trick or treatGimmie that all black hockey mask, so I can mashThree crazies on the dash bustin' from a shotgun blastWith all black hockey mask, so we can mashThree crazies on the dash bustin' shotgun blastWith the
