Masta Ace - Verse 1
International man of mystery in black pyjamas
Trust me your man is history and thats a promise
No escaping this beat is nuts i'm baking this
Like cacciatore, statutory i'm raping this
Wear a mask and cape in this but keep the tights
You can't compare so be prepared for some sleepless nights
My thick skin can with stand all these creatures bites
They won't allow this black man to reach his hights
But i leap over low blows and a single bounds
And take orchestras down in a single sound
This evil frown will be the same as my happy face
Marco polo got the dope like pappy mase
May gods grace rain down on the peoples heads
We staring in this horror movie like Evil Dead
Take a look at are own youth as it fade away
Soon as i find me a phone booth i'mma save the day