The Mask

[Verse 1: King Gordy]
Life as we know it ain't life as we know it
Quite the poet when I write, absorbs it, try to move forward (Preach brother)
Got fired yesterday, I'm on my way to being homeless
Trust me you are too you're just a check away (God bless you)
My lady friend tells me her daughter hits her
And she caught her sister in bed with her baby father but they ain't split up
Now I know why she hits the bar and get liquored up
Downing shots, won't admit the problems she got
My boy brother got murdered with a .38, gave him all six
Since then my boy walks with long clips
That'll match your arms length (He's hiding) and when he talks shit
He's always bringin up a gun, 9 that or all this
And I'm contemplating life, it's just so complicated right
Not quite the overcompensating for the losses in their lives (Yes they are)
And whether a gun fetish or you drink 'til you're sober
Whichever mask that you wanna wear, in fact you know what? (Get high)

[Pre-Chorus: King Gordy & Sindee Syringe]
Don't let this world get you down, get drunk
It won't last long, put your mask on, roll you a blunt and get high

[Chorus x2: Sindee Syringe]
Hold in your cries (Hold in your cries)
Hide behind your addictions (Hide behind your addictions)

[Verse 2: King Gordy]
Some things remain a mystery
Some people's lives remain in misery it pains and sickens me
How you choose to go through the rest of your days it tickles me
Watching you lose to reality, I won't admit defeat
For a world of stress weighs down on me
I more or less break down some weed, puts a smile on me
Or catch me screaming 'bout my luck running out on me
Or something depressing, "Let's hit the bar, this round's on me"
That's the way we do it don't we
Come on America radio stations gotta play us, unless they scared of us (They are)
And to you people who do harder stuff, I don't condone or condemn you
If quicker than God, your wish to get sent to continue
White collar workers, blue collar workers
Before and after work there's something that you gotta purchase
Don't gotta be a substance
Anything you love as long as it's helping you through the stress, I suggest that you (Get high)

[Pre-Chorus: King Gordy & Sindee Syringe]
Don't let this world get you down, get drunk
It won't last long, put your mask on, roll you a blunt and get high

[Chorus x2: Sindee Syringe]
Hold in your cries (Hold in your cries)
Hide behind your addictions (Hide behind your addictions)

[Verse 3: King Gordy]
I'm just giving you a vivid view (You're all hypocrites)
You can take it personal, political or just something to listen to
Or maybe I can ease the pain, put me in when it's looking grim
In your Scotch, shades grey with sleet and rain
I ain't influence you to do nothing
If anything I'm influencing you to do something and why should you suffer
Only reality that scares on this planet
Is a woman or man who's not a addict and has no habits, where yo' mask at?

[Pre-Chorus: King Gordy & Sindee Syringe]
Don't let this world get you down, get drunk
It won't last long, put your mask on, roll you a blunt and get high

[Chorus x2: Sindee Syringe]
Hold in your cries (Hold in your cries)
Hide behind your addictions (Hide behind your addictions)