Mask Your Soul - Blu & Exile, Exile

Classic case of Good vs. Evil

Songs do dirty to say em' in the Cathedral

As legal as it sounds, are we really all equal

Or art some made to chase people away?

From the feelings that they sell like love, o well

Will turn earth to hell, when person deserves jail

When we all served something

Funny how corruption is the prevalent discussion when you’re flipping through

the channel

Bumping into sounds that drown out your innocence

Found out ignorance is bliss, now limited

I live in this juxtaposed daily

Suppose I was shady for showing you how I felt about my lady

Crazy, turned love lazy, burnt up pages of thought

Bought peace, caught leaf on my sheets

So I chief in my sleep as my dreams awake

Walked in off into space, looking for my own space

But no home is owned, no matter how legal your tendor is

Good verse, evil shit

Modern teller, evil turned good

Though they, throw stones that passed us from the hood

But, should they?

if every man sins, how could they?

Easily, especially if life ain’t what peaches be

Cream dreams of living it all leisurely

Tryna make words break bones when I speak to beats

Teach the weak about the sheep in a wolf-suit

Got love for shy, but I’m tryna shoot more booths

Aim for the bullseye, while I pull truth

Close to me, right next to love, where it’s supposed to be