Mask on, no face, drift through the night air
Streetlight flicker, silhouettes don’t fight fair
Voice stay low, I don’t speak what I might share
Step too close, feel the chill in the night glare
Back in the cut where the bassline hummin
Old heads watch but they don’t say nothin
Hands real still but the mind stay runnin
Play dumb smart, let ‘em think I ain’t comin
Switch—
Slide through lanes like a ghost in the static
Movin precise, every step automatic
Eyes on the room, read the play like a tactic
Energy off, I can tell who dramatic
No sudden moves, let the tension just breathe
Watch how they act when they think they at ease
Truth show quick when it’s somethin to lose
I don’t react, I just tighten the screws
Back—
Mask on, low tone, drift through the scene
Clean on the outside, inside machine
Cut from a cloth that they rarely have seen
Cold in the blood, keep the focus routine
Trapline ring, let it echo then fade
Never too quick, every move get weighed
Built from the nights I was stuck in the shade
Now I move quiet but I’m still gettin paid
Switch pace—
Quick step, slow talk, shift in the cadence
Mind like a vault, I don’t deal with the statements
People show colors, I just make the arrangements
Turn one spark to a full situation
I don’t chase noise, let it die on its own
Seen too much just to trust what is shown
Eyes on the prize but I walk it alone
Mask stay firm, never crack, never known
Back again—
Dark in the tone, hear the weight in the verse
Came from the bottom, had to learn how to curse
Not with the words but the way that I work
Pressure get high, I just double the worth
Street code silent, no need for the talkin
Steps calculated, no aimless walkin
If it feel off then I’m instantly cautious
Move like a shadow, no trace when I’m crossin
Switch—
Fast thoughts, quick shift, dodge every angle
Lines get sharp, cut clean like a fang do
Stay out the mix, I don’t tangle or dangle
Watch from afar, let ‘em twist in they scandal
Back—
Mask on still, even under the sunrise
Same cold stare, no tell in the eye lines
Built from the grit, all the stress and the hard times
Now it’s control, every move by design
Outro—
No face shown, just a name they imagine
Stories get spun but I never reactin
Let ‘em all guess while I’m movin through action
Mask on, no face…fade into the blackness
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