Lyrics:
Another Mask These Walls

wealthy for now/ [Bizzy] What are you talkin about, look at these mothaerfuckers in the streets walkin around/ assed out, dead-an-widowed, another abandoned

fat folk I thrill for the kill, smoke me a [unverfied] Never runnin' from the mill, boy, I'm runnin' the field It's the eternal, Lord, feel cemeteries revealed Prophecies, prophetcized stuff bein' fulfilled And to another

some shit on my chest these niggas bittin beats given me reasons to flex, you know they know when we catchem we gon bag em' tie them clowns up 3rd wall

, you muthafuckin' hoes Y'all know the muthafuckin' dead Hypnotize Camp And Profit Posse in this muthafucka Get one of these gold plaques on the wall

you chillin, what you thinkin about? -nigga, I'm out here reminiscin, lookin around, nigga -reminiscin on what? -bout how shit done changed, dawg -all these

rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams While mocking angels sift what seems To be a collage of magazine dust Scratched on foreheads of walls

Death's dark vale "Blessed be these spells of winter Unto us that wait with patience in This secret garden To storm our way into another As yes undone

I turn on my religion? These demon in my head tell me to I'm lying here in bed Swear my skin is inside out Just another Sunday morning Seen my diary on

shouts but the barrel's in his mouth Before I shoot, he wants to know if I'm white or black I yank my mask - this has been a jack back! "These boys