(K-OS) (Masquerade) One two, see this? Right here this is heat, yo, yo Massive massive (Hook: K-OS) There's something deep inside That's telling you that love's so much more This is just a masquerade When everything's alright You know it's time for the writing wars If it's just a masquerade (K-OS) When I feel the way of my lost innocense Looking for emotions that are fallacy Everything is waiting on that dominance Hoping for new opuses and alibis And I'm with you, oh ohohohoh If I could starve from falling And I bet you, oh oh silenced the Voices in your head but there's no place to go (Hook: K-OS) There's something deep inside That's telling you that love's so much more This is just a masquerade (K-OS) I sit back with the microphone Watchin' these MC's turn to actors Producin' all the factors That flip life, into a masquerade We like a bunch of manakins Battery operated, inoculated With five sentences connect us to the Earth Rich sinners since the days of my birth For what it's worth, dissuaded love I'm steadily spreadin' love over the beat down Let's meditate and feel the heat now Like beautiful rain, on the desert plain Cause the sun parch the ground on the weak sound I break it down, to elements H to O A place to go, that you can't escape the flow Does not exist, I love the truth so I persist Intelligent men? Or just "Gorillas in the Mist" Clenchin' a black fist, for the size of dollar bill I leave the space so you can think about it now so just chill (Hook: K-OS) (There's something, there's something deep in) (There's something) There's something deep inside That's telling you that love's so much more This is just a masquerade When everything's alright You know it's time for the writing wars If it's just a masquerade Black shit, ration, tryin' to step up But they can't even cash it Kick that shit (Kamau) (First saved message) In this venture, nothing gained I've only just touched the surface Once nervous, when writing for a worthless purpose It was once more than this, before the heart left the beat The soul left the speech, I'm still trying to reach My niche, and teach the love again Inside the hate of a present day Got stepped after, being genuine we're swept away Before the importance of diamonds, bells And a platinum place, fallen from grace Not my campus with another trace Of the same thing I came in, this thing is worth saving Standing in the pockets holding tongues of what I'm saying Blaming myself only for supporting what they're playing I may peek through the storm, but now it's raining Unchanging of late, it's hard to be creative Although creating is native to me, I tried to be Even patience couldn't save it, from the days of pages They couldn't believe I would say this No longer without wings, Kamau is what my name is Too many undermind, what I underline Placing my poetry underneath their making of rhymes It was a creation of frustration Brown bricks or blank slates Subway trains and cardboard bound with masking tape It was the sound of the evening, the way the day grew late Words tumble from lungs over my tongue And gave a new taste to my fate It doesn't even matter how the chatter would paint us With love on our side they could barely stand against us Um, what up? Uh Kheaven, what's goin' down? Um I got your message, and uh yeah, basically call me back Basically call me back and tell me Sorry about the length of the message, but you know You feelin' it? Aight man peace (End of message)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
