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NO MASK

(v1)
Everybody tells me they think that over thinking it
Jot rhymes at the beach, now i'm sinking ships
Here to take the chip, Gregg Poppavich
No anamosity, I don't think you could stop me

You could see it my eyes less I come up from behind
I'm the instant the sun hits your eye, blinded
By light, all you see is FLASH
Looking at yourself in the mirror, no mask

You don't want to know that's why you don't ask
Less it's you or your loved whose wearing the toe tag
Go Ask Alice if you dare too
Warn me bout my words, you'd be the one to be careful

You don't want overstep your bounds and offend dudes
Who would't say a word to defend you
Couldn't silent voices, so they shooting at the venue
Feeling like they never had choice, so they only do what they can do

It's a man's world, this what man do
From the front lines to the back rooms
Behind closed doors to the sand dunes
Just because they ain't killing, don't mean they don't got plans too

Better run for cover, coming to run up on you
They hunting for you and others, eradicating your brothers
Assassinating your mothers, and massacring your lover
And the thought alone should make you wanna shutter

(Chorus)
3, 2, 1, let the camera roll
Hopefully one day we'll find an anti-dote
In the concrete jungle, we're the animals
And in the land of the lost, it's understandable

(v2)
Don't do white music, don't do black music
I make rap music, make'em clap to it
Smoke it up, ain't no need to put a match to it
Forrest Gump, flow Bubba, make'em act stupid

Matter fact, i'm a natural
Watch me break it down till the break of dawn, now i'm breaking out
Number one best seller in these New York Times
Start to finish, i'mma cross that line, but you toe it

No friend to a rapper, only poets, who go in
You wanna save face, don't show it
Golden opportunity to focus
The code is decoded, putting opponents on notice

Otis, Redding, sitting on the dock of the bay
While you floating by while i'm smoking
Hoping my thoughts served you well
Though you take the losses, and i'll take the L, Thank You

(CHORUS)

(v3)
The death-defying, flying high, night rider
Sky-bound sound bomber, kamikaze, sidewinder
Missile launch code writer, code named Sniper
Cold hands coiled around a mic, choke cyphers with a viper's bite

Uppercut to your lower lip, hit your overbite
Strike your bicuspids, throw punches at an open mic
I spray custard, they flee flustered with seams busted
Mean mugging, teeth sucking, ear drumming, meet buzzards

They leave bugging like a tree hugger
Tear sheets off the bed, never recover
Learn to read lips, read this, you a mother(fucker)
Variety of flow, I'm a Smother Brother

If you wish upon a star, I'ld be glad to honor
Never on the honor roll, never had a scholarship
Rolling on an open road, thunder in the sky unfolds
Seen it form a Comet House, the tail end of a rocketship

(CHORUS)

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from Leaping With Intent To Fly, released March 25, 2017

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Billy Conahan Queens, New York

Born and raised in Astoria, Queens, Billy Conahan is always quick to express his love for his city. An engaging performer with a natural storytelling ability, and charming wit, Billy found an audience and fan base that was truly captivated by his magnetic personality. His popularity and skill led him to opening for Mike Stud at the Highline Ballroom and Pusha T at the Brooklyn Hip-Hop Festival. ... more

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