The Mask

Head on straight, mask on crooked

Exit stage left with the cash, gone took it

Off like a koufi, the fit was a bit doofy

He tried to get screwy with that two for you

One two for me, G, cut the cranky attitude

Wet him like a handkerchief on a stanky fatter dude

Whether you's a rapper or a dang sanger

Once you in the zone, only one way out like a gang banger

With a new crew keychain and street name

What set do he claim for fame, peep game

Just to keep feta and stay dip

You need it like a letter or better, a getaway whip

This old thing's rusted

Encrusted as the gold rings, the old king's busted

Plan to end global starvation and fat her

Now what in tarnation did I go and do that fer?

Stuff happens like getting snuffed for tough tit rapping

See I told 'em enough, quit yer yapping

The same applied to any and all chumps

The only question he had for y'all is how many lumps?

Three or four? Either or? Mon sheri amour

See, why you need your heater for?

The super villain slid in your party for free

Warn a emcee, get outta here kid, you bother me

The day I took my mask off

My face was missing for two days

For the record G

Came back a year later, whole new identity

Tony Stark's pedigree

My money green like my nickname was celery

Who is Ghost who flashes toast

Never wore sheets but bulletproof coats

Oh no, the fans cry for the mask back on

Told 'em Ghost is dead, he'll return at the crack of dawn

Few years from now, him and his pals before the Jetson-era arrived

He'll be back summertime 2005

With a half a face iron

The other half water look like alien science

In the summertime you can see the face boil

But the other side I keep blue with the Pennzoil

You mad loyal when the wintertime come, what?

I get stuck 'cause my brain all numb

Like I ate a thousand Icee's and frozen Pepsis

Aquaman's pops can't water check me

Disrespect me indirectly

I seen his feet and they both lefty

He's stepping half correctly

As I stroll the globe and terrorize the planet

With a Bill Clinton mask and them Playskool hammers

Me and Doom always be the best on the landing

Superheroes for life until our souls vanish

Check me out

My name is Brak and that's a fact

I got  mom and dad and they out back

We sit by the pool and we nibble on snacks

Then we eat a big lunch and we all take naps

Why'd the beat stop?

Hey

Hey I got a mask too so gimme the mic

Cheh, you're no Doom

C'mon Danger Mouse, gimme that beat

Turn the beat around

Love to hear percussion

You suck

Turn it upside down, love to hear it

I know talent and you ain't got it

I wasn't done!