Kre8tor - Halloween lyrics

rate me

Ft. Buck Barnabas

(Hook x2)

Uh, whachya want? The fame or the cash?

Take a shot, so I aim and I blast

Bunch of labels and tags

Halloween, so ya came with yo mask

You just scared to say His name when they ask

It's Halloween

(Verse)

Uh, Michael Meyers grind, got my sword on me

You know when they dead wrong, they try to throw the Lord on me

Ok, only God can judge you, oh, you're Pac now!

Fully loaded, aiming at the fake, you hear block out

Duck down, the same time hear the siren

Time to take the common approach, discuss it in private

You're so quick to show the christian the exit

Gay marriage is accepted, revere from the message

And everyday is Halloween without the costume

Till somebody open up a can, create a monsoon

I'm like Noah with the heart of Balboa

If you doubt my Lord's powers, see, I got it, I'll console ya

It's double S till I'm blue in the face

These new jacks get rebuked, overdue in disgrace

Yeah, ? representer, Christ tinted at the center

Every sentence that I speak is like repentance, I'm a sinner

Yeah, my gang face on em, bein' myself

Another day, another mask, you're scared of bein' yoself

The world will call yo bluff, think you got a good poker face?

Till it Wayne on ya, smithe make-up on yo Joker face

Then hide behind titles yo whole life

Meanwhile, the world we live in, dyin' with no Christ

I chose life, not the fame or the cash

I'm on my post, homie, you can keep yo labels and tags

Yeah!

(Hook x2)

Uh, whachya want? The fame or the cash?

Take a shot, so I aim and I blast

Bunch of labels and tags

Halloween, so ya came with yo mask

You just scared to say His name when they ask

It's Halloween

(Verse 2: Buck Barnabas)

Who's who? People playin' tricks like voo-doo

One day look one way, the next, look like you do

Take anotha look, shook once, get took

You can neva judge the book as close friends become crook

Say one thing, do another, that's the first sign

Coat's scriptured, but their action's declined

Line for line, you're seein' broke-up spaces

Tryna hide Jesus wearin' hip-hop faces

I stand and fight, in the moor, dark places

Some same places where dudes go and get face licked

Christ is the center, I'm always gettin' betta

It ain't about the money, y'all need to repause letters

Face mask, take it off and be who God called you

Some of y'all draped the Egypt, unloyal

Bring yo awful wings to God, but they spoil

Homie, you in court with a real bad lawyer

Halloween

(Hook x2)

Uh, whachya want? The fame or the cash?

Take a shot, so I aim and I blast

Bunch of labels and tags

Halloween, so ya came with yo mask

You just scared to say His name when they ask

It's Halloween