Mask on, no face

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