[Freestyle] Yeah Mask on, rose stem, shadow on the wall Claw hand shimmer when the moonlight fall Walk in too calm, make the whole room freeze Pretty boy killer move smooth with ease Voice like gravel, canyon-deep tone Cold in the chest like he carved from stone Blood on the floor, he still fixin’ his face Death got manners when Vega in place He do not stomp, nah, he glide and pose One hand beauty, one hand leave holes Talk like a prince, strike sharp like hate Smile real slight while he seal your fate Wall dive fast, now he out of sight Drop from the dark in the dead of night Style too clean, but the soul gone black All that pride with a blade in the back He hate the ugly, he worship grace Mask hide rage but it show in his face Every scar feel like a wound to his throne So he make pain look polished and cold Not no brute, he precise and vain Turn fear to art, turn blood to stain When that bell ring, better move correct ’Cause Vega make death feel elegant [Outro] Mask on Claw out Rose red Vega
