The Mask
By: Pamela suvanna
It’s hard to be a performer
I can’t even lie
I got no attention if it’s not bout’ gettin’ high
Got on no clothes and tall heels
That’s what its bout’ right?
But I ain’t even like that
Who I am and what I am ya’ll not interested in that
Cause’ its bout’ that Versace and rockin’ Tom Ford
What is music anymore?
I got a friend back home rappin bout’ God and life
And yet his career didn’t start but it’s already over
I’m losin dedication
Ain’t got no more devotion
My music and my commitment
It’s useless
Cause nobody listens to the statements
My goal to keep reppin’ the movement
Away from touch and towards emotions
But nobody listens
I’m just a girl from Euclid tryna make a difference
Why do it gotta be bout’ that dragon and new cars
I wish these rappers would take the mask off and show us who they really are
Cause behind the scenes we all got a reason to tear ourselves apart
For the money and the lust to fill our empty hearts
Music is an escape and gold chains is a disguise
So bad music increases and violence is at a rapid rise
When it shouldn’t even be like this
I got the young ones sayin’ get money and get with girls before they learn they ABC’s, and they’re just kids
Why do it gotta be like this?
Society don’t think, we believe everything we hear
Cause when you smoke one do things really disappear?
Inhale the good, exhale the bad
If you believe that could really happen, that’s really sad
In case ya’ll ain’t notice, rape and murder still exists
Families are breaking apart and brothers go fist to fist
People with no food or home or clothes or shelter
Nobody has it better
Things are rough all over, The Outsiders
So while we all try to find a way to escape, we ain’t going no where
Blasting up our music, tryna blast away reality
Its bout' time we all come to realize nothing is exactly what it seems
But how do we discover recognition if music directly fills our heads with the lifestyle we wish comes true
It’s us wanting becoming us needing
So go ahead and listen to the music describing life you can’t ever reach
Honestly, when will you just listen to you?
I can’t even lie
I got no attention if it’s not bout’ gettin’ high
Got on no clothes and tall heels
That’s what its bout’ right?
But I ain’t even like that
Who I am and what I am ya’ll not interested in that
Cause’ its bout’ that Versace and rockin’ Tom Ford
What is music anymore?
I got a friend back home rappin bout’ God and life
And yet his career didn’t start but it’s already over
I’m losin dedication
Ain’t got no more devotion
My music and my commitment
It’s useless
Cause nobody listens to the statements
My goal to keep reppin’ the movement
Away from touch and towards emotions
But nobody listens
I’m just a girl from Euclid tryna make a difference
Why do it gotta be bout’ that dragon and new cars
I wish these rappers would take the mask off and show us who they really are
Cause behind the scenes we all got a reason to tear ourselves apart
For the money and the lust to fill our empty hearts
Music is an escape and gold chains is a disguise
So bad music increases and violence is at a rapid rise
When it shouldn’t even be like this
I got the young ones sayin’ get money and get with girls before they learn they ABC’s, and they’re just kids
Why do it gotta be like this?
Society don’t think, we believe everything we hear
Cause when you smoke one do things really disappear?
Inhale the good, exhale the bad
If you believe that could really happen, that’s really sad
In case ya’ll ain’t notice, rape and murder still exists
Families are breaking apart and brothers go fist to fist
People with no food or home or clothes or shelter
Nobody has it better
Things are rough all over, The Outsiders
So while we all try to find a way to escape, we ain’t going no where
Blasting up our music, tryna blast away reality
Its bout' time we all come to realize nothing is exactly what it seems
But how do we discover recognition if music directly fills our heads with the lifestyle we wish comes true
It’s us wanting becoming us needing
So go ahead and listen to the music describing life you can’t ever reach
Honestly, when will you just listen to you?