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the masked man - sebutones lyrics

[verse]
a masked man approached me and handed me a strange tape
i put it in my walkman and my physical changed shape
the forces of metamorphosis brought forth
pure thought and energy that entered me through every pore
the record was a sure shot to say the least
and then obey a priest
a voice orderd me to face the east and listen
only you can slay the beast
so pay attention to this sentence he mentioned
but i was apprehensive
the best defense against the evil is to believe in your ability
then even your agility will seem less fragile
imagine that, i thought he was exaggerating
and i was getting aggravated with this entire situation
listen, he reminded me politely
and when i turned around he was standing right behind me
with clasped hands, it was the masked man again
don’t panic he said, i have the master plan
but somebody has to take the last stand
and so i’m asking you to do it
but why me man? i mean, i don’t have time to
then he handed me a mic and said n0body rhymes like you
the next thing i knew, everything went back to blackness
the fact is, i need to take time to practice
and said to myself i can’t hack this
and that’s when it happened
the beast began attackin’ automatically
actually instead of comin’ from in behind
the beast took the form of other voices in my mind
and in my head, no surrender remember
i hated how he knew my every move before i made it
i wanted the beast dead
and that’s when i thought it was the priest said
it occured to me that i should let the beast murder me
and what i represent the beneficial versus detriment
in the presence of goodness, evil flourishes of course
so eliminate the only source that nourishes and stimulates
as soon as i announce the idea to make it formal
my eyes opened wide and everything went back to normal
[dialogue]
i am going to k!ll the f*ckery out there
and people is going to be in demand for the choot
people is sick and tired of hearing bomba clot
get those sh*t ya f*ckin’ booty
see?
people is sick and tired of hearing darling and iron clot, love you
turn on the radio and 24 hour bomba clad hours a day
you hear darling, i love you
a man singing, that man wouldn’t sing to get mighty ras clat
him love a woman more than the creator
who create the sun, the moon, and the bomba clad star
i’m sick and tired of hearing that bomba blood clad
see?

[outro]
cut it off and everybody come in
huh?
on the front?
ok
so, sound came from where?

- sebutones lyrics

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