Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Masquerade, artist - K-OS. Album song Exit, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: EMI Music Canada
Song language: English
Masquerade |
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) |