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Artist: Future f/ Kendrick Lamar
Album:  Mask Off (Remix) {S}
Song:   Mask Off (Remix)
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Future]
Call it how it is, Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
{"If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you"}
You heard, spit it, yo

[Chorus: Future]
Percocet, molly, Percocets 
Percocet, molly, Percocets 
Rep the set, gotta rep the set 
Chase a check, never chase a bitch (never chase no bitches)
Mask on, fuck it, mask off 
Mask on, fuck it, mask off 
Percocet, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch (never chase no bitches)

[Future]
Two cups, toast up with the gang (gang gang)
From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain
Out the bottom, I'm the livin' proof (super)
Ain't compromisin', half a million on a Coupe (gang gang)
Drug houses, lookin' like Peru (whoa whoa whoa)
Graduated, I was overdue
Pink molly, I can barely move (barely)
Ask about me, I'm gon' bust a move
Rick James, thirty-three chains (thirty-three)
Ocean air, cruisin' Biscayne (big foreign)
Top off, that's a liability (big foreign)
Hit the gas, boostin' my adrenaline (big foreign)

[Chorus]

[Interlude: Future]
Four-door Maybach, I drive anythang
Buy my Range, make 'em go insane
("Oh my Lord") DJ EscoMoe City
("Praise him be") 

[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I got a halo, I level up every time God say so
Shooter on payroll, lookin' like Pancho, lookin' like Pedro
Money tree from Tarzan, ten dividends gon' grow when I say "grow"
Kung Fu Kenny with the Midas touch, ain't no penny that I don't touch
All my enemy bite on dust, ain't no talkin' when it's fatal
Havin' heart, I can't tell (wait) half of y'all might need help (wait)
I might fall in Rodeo (bitch) I might ball in Australia (say no more)
I might call her for real (say no more) all the ass gon' unveil
Wind blows in the windows and I snuck in when the vent close
She copy like 10-4, know who we sent for
Platinum platinum platinum, gotta look at 'self and ask what happened
How y'all let a conscious nigga go commercial while only makin' conscious albums?
How y'all let the braids on TV? How y'all let the hood at the table?
Now y'all don't even know how to rate him, niggas lookin' like I'm a created player
Everybody who didn't pay respect, gotta 'fess up now and pay ya debts
Gotta lay somethin' down if makin' threats, gotta say somethin' now, don't hold ya breath
I mean I'm floatin', I got the sauce, got the potion, I got 'em all in convulsions 
And emotions, I put careers in negotions and put the body in the ocean
I made an oath when my nigga told me to go in then he died on a cold bench
All my old friends livin' life on a slow end, gotta keep shit rollin'
It's deep (it's deep)
I done fucked so much, I can't sleep (I can't sleep)
I done fucked so much, I'm retired (I swear to God)
I'm 'bout to live my life through Dave Free (swear to God)
She said she broke down when Prince died (it's alright)
Bitch my hair down, Prince live through me (I am Prince)
Get your ass up and be inspired (get inspired)
You know how many bodies in the street (how many?) take the mask off so you can see

[Chorus]

[Outro: Future]
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off
("Vengeance is, mine, said the Loooooord")