Mase Murder

Sucka check it, look, my man died up in Rikers, told me facts,

Life’s a gamble, I could grant ya every flicker, stack,

Higher than smack splittin’, switches, the way I flick wristers,

Like ain’t life just twisted? Kick through the door, brick through the splinters,

I’m not involved, I’m a cannon arc, eat beats, they vanquished,

I tap dance off, my man Aiden clutch a hammer, clang it,

Together we flood the block like summer rain, phantom,

This that apex whip, test this, expect this, I’m that hand grenade pinless,

Death wish dressed in Cartier frames, icy menace,

End ya thesis, look, I’ll flatten a block like a dentist,

Still build for the thrill of it, move like a Shinobi with vengeance,

Take the crown from jesters wearin’ velour with pretenses,

Armor vest, tech rest near the sword grip, senses,

Samurai core, floorboards creak when I step in,

Got punchlines that crack ribs, pray to Dilla, then exit,

Yes my man Mase, face case, if you don’t like it, stand distant,

Most of these homies got war tales by the bodega hinges,

They fake like Sopranos, sip Corona with limp fingers,

Promoted to nothin’, still vote for the ghost in the clip, sir,

Street algebra, Motorola mixed with scripture,

A lone wolf, erase ya top 50 like a typo scribbled,

To haters who lurk, smoke a Dutch with they tax figures,

Ounces of Bacardi in the system got ‘em seein’ visions,

Mase the verb, play with words, blaze the written,

Page burner, same terms hit like freight pivotin’,

Say perfect, this that raw batch with the stamp missin’,

Dead Prez in the stash, art so lethal it’s a toxin,

When you the problem, and you the problem,

Soon to vanish, never man, I’m the logic bombin’,

Stupid, all y’all need to study the composition,

I respect game, that’s how I chef the opposition.