Song: M.O.M.O. Mask On/Mask Off
Viewed: 19 - Published at: 6 years ago
Artist: Julee Musique
Year: 2021Viewed: 19 - Published at: 6 years ago
[Verse]
Motherfuckers be dippin' in the scene, done dipped too deep
Mix it shake it too hard, got whipped cream
Shit's got way too stiff, I must duck and leave so I can breathe again
M.O.M.O. snatch that mask off all the way off, I cut your soul into pieces
You put it back together like a puzzle, you ain't even moved a muscle
You don't understand the game, oh it's a shame all your fame is someone else's plan
Ghostwriter show your face, M.O.M.O. snatch it off
I pull you closer to the abyss, underground rap shit, me got to say this: Your producer in the Lab, looking cheesy he can't rap, looking ugly must be IT
Them clowns produced another hit, worldwide sales in your face
You're running through their maze, music masonry in the place to be
Fuck ya, I'm suckerfree forever free, M.O.M.O. this shit is too real, for real, yeah I'm for real
Wolves don't fit in your circus we made a circle, done circled you in
Attack bloody attack, who's gonna free the king when the Queen is back?
They don't give a Jack, they took your crown and burnt your kingdom and broke you down
Sad too bad, you must stand up, M.O.M.O. free yourself
Mental slavery in the industry or stay pussy like you're supposed to be
Sell your soul, not your hole, they painted a grin on your mouth
Poor clown don't frown motherfucker it's going down
Motherfucker be dippin' in the scene ain't got a clue
Bloodmoon's not in your studio, don't need none of you
And there go you, there go you with all your sucker shit, your sucker shit
All I see is grey people in suits and ties
M.O.M.O. burn this whole shit down, I'm gone
Truth... bye
Motherfuckers be dippin' in the scene, done dipped too deep
Mix it shake it too hard, got whipped cream
Shit's got way too stiff, I must duck and leave so I can breathe again
M.O.M.O. snatch that mask off all the way off, I cut your soul into pieces
You put it back together like a puzzle, you ain't even moved a muscle
You don't understand the game, oh it's a shame all your fame is someone else's plan
Ghostwriter show your face, M.O.M.O. snatch it off
I pull you closer to the abyss, underground rap shit, me got to say this: Your producer in the Lab, looking cheesy he can't rap, looking ugly must be IT
Them clowns produced another hit, worldwide sales in your face
You're running through their maze, music masonry in the place to be
Fuck ya, I'm suckerfree forever free, M.O.M.O. this shit is too real, for real, yeah I'm for real
Wolves don't fit in your circus we made a circle, done circled you in
Attack bloody attack, who's gonna free the king when the Queen is back?
They don't give a Jack, they took your crown and burnt your kingdom and broke you down
Sad too bad, you must stand up, M.O.M.O. free yourself
Mental slavery in the industry or stay pussy like you're supposed to be
Sell your soul, not your hole, they painted a grin on your mouth
Poor clown don't frown motherfucker it's going down
Motherfucker be dippin' in the scene ain't got a clue
Bloodmoon's not in your studio, don't need none of you
And there go you, there go you with all your sucker shit, your sucker shit
All I see is grey people in suits and ties
M.O.M.O. burn this whole shit down, I'm gone
Truth... bye
( Julee Musique )
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