Lyrics

[Verse 1: The ROC] Off I go, to get a mask for my fuckin' face The thirty-first fills my heart with joy and pain Walk to the costume store to get a mask that fits Ain't this a bitch, it's closed, so I start to panic, shit Look in the glass, there's a mask I had a dream about A face of a man called the R.O.C. from the House Of Krazees A rap group, he's a fucking loser A psycho murderer, myth has it that he's still alive I break the glass, an alarm sounds, I'm quick to pick Up the fucking mask, I'm jettin' 'fore they catch me with The stolen goods, I had to have it, understand Walk around with a fucking mad man upon your face A damn shame, he holds so much power As you can see, I wanna be him, so I can really see what he sees I ducked into an ally quick as I can I shook the law with a long arm, lucky that I'm fast enough What the fuck? Who can I trust? I can't go see the crew So I go to my woman's house, it's a round two [Chorus: Mr. Bones] All-black hokey mask so I can mash Three Krazees on the gas bustin' shotgun blast With the all-black hokey mask so I can mash Three Krazees on the gas bustin' shotgun blast, with the mask [Verse 2: Hektic] I need a mask, I need a mask, quick Fog's gettin' thick, ain't no time to bullshit Here we go, on the day after hallow's eve Memory lapses, fallin' to my knees No chance to think a thought, about who I wanna be Leavin' it to Bones or R.O.C Creep down the street, feedin' for a disguise But still I know who I am in the Devil's eyes Rise all the souls of the chosen few I spot a mask on a grave, what should I do? [Verse 3: Hektic] So what, I'm dead, tricked by the man, why did he cheat me? What was his name, oh yeah, Uncle Kreepy Hektic's the name of my mask, killin' reality Blamin' the night it's upon, takin' my sanity Six feet, a dirty hole, it's a restin' spot Nobody gets the mask that I got Takin' it off, it won't come off straight, wait I think I got it, it's too late! Ha ha ha! [Chorus: Mr. Bones] All-black hokey mask so I can mash Three Krazees on the gas bustin' shotgun blast With the all-black hokey mask so I can mash Three Krazees on the gas bustin' shotgun blast, with the mask [Verse 4: Mr. Bones] Stepped inside the store to find a mask On the night in question, carefully steppin' Down the aisle ways, pickin' up the pace I need a new mask to cover my fuckin' face Got the gloves on my hands, I don't leave no prints Gettin' the fifth degree from this elderly bitch [Verse 5: Mr. Bones] Quickly pointed to the mask on the wall It was a mysterious face of a skull She said that it was the last of its kind And maybe I should try it on for size Slipped it on over my head and closed my eyes Started to breathe, to my immense surprise Something happened, it melted to my skin As if I had committed some type of great sin Screamin' in pain, I ran to hit the streets On more night before we got out and trick-or-treat [Chorus: Mr. Bones] Gimme that all-black hokey mask so I can mash Three Krazees on the gas bustin' shotgun blast With the all-black hokey mask so we can mash Three Krazees on the gas bustin' shotgun blast, with the