Luyện nghe bài hát The Mask

Off I go, to get a for my fuckin' face
The first fills my heart with joy and pain
Walk to the store to get a mask that fits
Ain't a bitch, it's closed, so I start to panic, shit

Look in the glass, Thats the mask I had a about
A face of a man called the R.O.C. from the House Of
A rap group, a fucking loser
A psycho
Myth has it that he's alive

I break the glass an sounds, I'm quick to pick
Up a fucking mask, I'm jettin' they catch me with it
The goods, I had to have it, understand
Walk around with a fucking mad man your face

A damn shame, he holds so much
As you can see, I be him
So I can really see he sees
I ducked into an quick as I can
I shook the law with the arm
that I'm fast enough

What the fuck, who can I
I go see the crew
So I go to my woman's
a round two

All black hockey mask, so I can
Three crazies on the bustin' shotgun blast

all black hockey mask, so I can mash
Three crazies on the dash shotgun blast
With the

I need a mask, I need a mask,
Fog's gettin' thick, ain't no to bullshit
Here we go, on the day after eve
Memory lapses, to my knees

No chance to a thought
About who I be
it to Bones or R.O.C.

Creep down the street, feedin' for a
But still I know who I am in the eyes
Rise all the souls from the few
I a mask on the grave, what should I do

So what, I'm
by the man, why did he cheat me
What was his name, oh yeah, Unkle

Hektic's the of my mask, killin' reality
the night that's upon, takin' my sanity
Six feet, a hole, it's a restin' spot
Nobody gets the mask I got

Takin' it off, it come off straight, wait
I I got it, too late

All black mask, so I can mash
Three crazies on the dash shotgun blast

With all black mask, so I can mash
Three crazies on the bustin' shotgun blast
With the

Stepped the store to find the mask
On the in question, carefully steppin'
Down the isle ways, pickin' up the
I need a new mask to my fuckin' face

Got the on my hands, I don't leave no prints
Gettin' the fifth degree from this elderly

Quickly to the mask on the wall
It was a mysterious of a skull
she said that it was the of it's kind
And maybe I try it on for size

it on over my head and closed my eyes
Started to bleed to my imense
Something happened, it melted to my
As if I had commited some type of sin

in pain, I ran and hit the streets
On more night before we got out on or treat

Gimmie that all black mask, so I can mash
crazies on the dash bustin' from a shotgun blast

With all black hockey mask, so we can
Three crazies on the dash shotgun blast
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