The Mask - Dangerdoom, Ghostface Killah, MF DOOM

«Is it much, too much to ask

Not to hide behind the mask»

Head on straight, mask on crooked

Exit stage left, with the cash gone took it

Off like a khufi, 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 'em like a handkerchief on a stanky fatter dude

Whether you’se a rapper or a damn singer

Once you in there’s only one way out, like a gang banger

With a new crew key chain, and street name

What set do he claim for fame, peep game

Just to keep feta and stay dipped

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

This old thing’s rusted, encrusted

As the gold rings the old kings busted

Planning in, global starvation and fat herb

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

Stuff happens, like getting snuffed for tough tit rappings

See I told him enough, quit your yapping

The same apply to any and all chumps

The only question he had for y’all was how many lumps

Three or four, either or

Mon cheri amore, so why you need your heater for?

The super villain slid in your party for free

Want an MC, get out of 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

A whole new identity, Toney Starks pedigree

My money green like my nickname was celery

Who is Ghost?

He flashed his toast

Never wore sheets, but bulletproof coats

Oh no!

The feds cried for the mask back on

Told them Ghost is dead, he’ll return at the crack of dawn

Few years from now, him and his pals

Before the Jetson era will rock, he’ll be back summer time 2005

With a half of 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 lubed with the Pennzoil

Mad loyal, when the winter time come, I gets stuck with my brain all numb

Like I ate thousand icey’s and frozen Pepsi’s

Aquaman’s pops can’t water check me, disrespect me, indirectly

I seen his feet and they both lefty, he steppin' 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 a mom and a dad and they are 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!

Heyyyyy… 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 per-cussion!

You suck!

Turn it upside down!

Love to hear it…

I know talent, and you ain’t got it

I WASN’T DONE!