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