CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Take The Mask Off
Ay I don’t even need a reason to believe in mentality
Mental/men tell, what is it even?
Even if Adam was mental/meant to deceive(d) to Eve, then/evening
The son of a fall, nah, well she will get to see men/the semen
Ocean minuscule treatment
The ministry mean in the vitamin E
Invite ‘em in to the season, she’s in fall state
Stand shine, how could woman be man kind?
Last call, mask off
I see errors/Ciaras in our Future, sh*t it true stuff
She’ll/shell/shall be/Shelby back with fire, King Koopa
Two adore/door, but/adorable for/Ford whips imma run away
Think runway, that’s the model/motto
My people I must die for
sh*t deep, I’m a diver
Get the ‘miss’ile back, fact, it’s McGiver
Reverse psychology
Rosa Park fought for the front of the bus
Now our sisters is bus drivers
Chauffeuring older men who used to hate them
They bleed black/blat
Shot between the shin and thighs
Why? We don’t need/knee that
Ah, pain, we need/knee acres/achers
Black queens, Anita Bakers
No more Easy Bake Ovens, she need a flavour
Life savour, ain’t sh*t sweet ‘round
Turn the beat down, she still gettin’ beat down
Hair: put the perm in it, Follicles damaged permanent
Walk with a cap on her head
Head like the firmament
Inarticulate, you all cold
Size 5, oh my, she got a small soul
Crossroads, Bone Thugz for the fame
But These Are The Days Of Our Lives, it’s the a shame
They use blacklight to see all the white spots
I got some sh*t in my chest, clean off the ice box
Mental/men tell, what is it even?
Even if Adam was mental/meant to deceive(d) to Eve, then/evening
The son of a fall, nah, well she will get to see men/the semen
Ocean minuscule treatment
The ministry mean in the vitamin E
Invite ‘em in to the season, she’s in fall state
Stand shine, how could woman be man kind?
Last call, mask off
I see errors/Ciaras in our Future, sh*t it true stuff
She’ll/shell/shall be/Shelby back with fire, King Koopa
Two adore/door, but/adorable for/Ford whips imma run away
Think runway, that’s the model/motto
My people I must die for
sh*t deep, I’m a diver
Get the ‘miss’ile back, fact, it’s McGiver
Reverse psychology
Rosa Park fought for the front of the bus
Now our sisters is bus drivers
Chauffeuring older men who used to hate them
They bleed black/blat
Shot between the shin and thighs
Why? We don’t need/knee that
Ah, pain, we need/knee acres/achers
Black queens, Anita Bakers
No more Easy Bake Ovens, she need a flavour
Life savour, ain’t sh*t sweet ‘round
Turn the beat down, she still gettin’ beat down
Hair: put the perm in it, Follicles damaged permanent
Walk with a cap on her head
Head like the firmament
Inarticulate, you all cold
Size 5, oh my, she got a small soul
Crossroads, Bone Thugz for the fame
But These Are The Days Of Our Lives, it’s the a shame
They use blacklight to see all the white spots
I got some sh*t in my chest, clean off the ice box
