One two See Right here this is Yo, yo, massive
something deep inside That's telling you love's so much more is just a masquerade When everything's You know it's time for the writing If just a masquerade
I feel the way of my lost innocence Looking for emotions that are Everything is waiting on dominance Hoping for new opuses and
And I'm you, ohh If I could starve from And I bet you, ohh the Voices in your head but no place to go
something deep inside That's telling you that love's so much is just a masquerade
I sit back the microphone watchin' these MC's turn to actors all the factors that flip life, into a masquerade We like a bunch of battery operated, inoculated With sentences connect us to the Earth Rich sinners since the of my birth For what it's worth, dissuaded I'm steadily spreadin' love over the beat Let's and feel the heat now
Like rain, on the desert plain 'Cause the sun parch the on the weak sound I it down, to elements H2O A place to go, you can't escape the flow not exist, I love the truth so I persist Intelligent men? Or just in the Mist a black fist, for the size of dollar bill I the space so you can think about it now so just chill
something There's deep in something There's deep inside That's telling you love's so much more is just a masquerade When everything's You it's time for the writing wars If it's a masquerade
Black shit, ration, to step up But they can't even cash it, that shit
{First message In this venture, nothing gained, I've only just touched the nervous, when writing for a worthless purpose It was once than this, before the heart left the beat The soul left the speech, I'm still to reach My niche, and the love again inside the hate of a present day Got stepped after, being genuine we're away}
the importance of diamonds, bells And a platinum place, fallen from Not my with another trace Of the same thing I came in, thing is worth saving Standing in the holding tongues of what I'm saying Blaming myself only for what they're playing}
{I may through the storm, but now it's raining Unchanging of late, it's to be creative creating is native to me, I tried to be Even patience save it, from the days of pages They couldn't I would say this No without wings, Kamau is what my name is}
many undermine, what I underline Placing my underneath their making of rhymes It was a of frustration Brown bricks or slates Subway and cardboard bound with masking tape It was the sound of the evening, the way the day grew Words tumble from lungs my tongue And a new taste to my fate}
{It doesn't even how the chatter would paint us With love on our they could barely stand against us Um, what up? Uh Kheaven, what's goin' Um I got your message, and uh Basically call me back and me Sorry about the length of the message, but you You it? Aight man peace End of