The Mask

Is it much, too much to ask Not to hide behind the mask? Head on straight, mask on crooked Exit stage left with the cash gone took it Off like a Koufi, the fit was a bit doofy He tried to get screwy with that two for you One, two for me, G, cut the cranky attitude Wet him like a handkerchief on a stanky fatter dude Whether you's a rapper or dang sanger Once you in there's only, one way out like a gang banger With a new crew key chain and street name What set do he claim for fame, peep game? Just to keep feta and stay dip You need it like a letter or better a getaway whip This old thing's rusted, encrusted As the gold rings the old kings busted Plan to end global starvation and fat herb Now what in tarnation did I go and do that for? Stuff happens like gettin' snuffed for tough tit rappin' See I told 'em enough, quit yer yappin' The same applied to any and all chumps The only question he had for y'all is, "How many lumps?" Three or four, either or mon cheri amour See why you need your heater for? The super villain slid in your party for free Warn a emcee, get outta here, kid, you bother me The day I took my mask off, my face was missin' for two days For the record, G, came back a year later Whole new identity, Tony Starks pedigree My money green like my nickname was celery Who is Ghost, who flashes toast Never wore sheets but bulletproof coats Oh, no, the fans cry for the mask back on Told 'em, "Ghost is dead, he'll return at the crack of dawn" Few years from now, him and his pals Before the Jetson-era arrived, he'll be back summertime 2005 with a half a face iron The other half oughta look like alien science In the summertime, you can see the face boil But the other side I keep lubed with the Penzoil You mad loyal, when the wintertime come, what? I get stuck 'cause my brain all numb Like I ate a thousand ice's and frozen Pepsis Aqua man's pops can't water-check me Disrespect me, indirectly, I seen his feet And they both lefty, he's steppin' half-correctly As I stroll the globe and terrorize the planet With a Bill Clinton mask and them Playskool hammers Me and Doom, always be the best on the landin' Superheros for life until our shows vanish Check me out, my name is Brak and that's a fact I got a mom and a dad and they are out back We sit by the pool and we nibble on snacks And we eat a big lunch and we all take naps! Why'd the beat stop? Hey! Hey! I got a mask too so gimme the mic! Cheh! You're no doom C'mon Danger Mouse, gimme that beat! Turn the beat around! Love to hear per-cussion! You suck! Turn it upside down! Love to hear it I know talent, and you ain't got it I wasn't done