Muggs - The Mask And The Assa**in lyrics

[Verse 1: Sick Jacken] There was a man on the Hill with the murderous sk** He came from the east where the art revealed And exiled to the Lost City That's where he built a small set That's known as a**a**ins still k** soul, move real slow advance the trio All the while with his face concealed Pulling strings like a puppet master, slash the enemy grills Stab his heart 'til the ba*tard squeals, a ruthless leader A modern Roman Julius Ceasar expands exploits Through battles in Arenas with the world elitist Running strategies of war that were fetus ideas To other generals, from them the a**a**in would free us One from his tribe brought change to the mundane A raw leader that flowed through the blood veins He was the man that would link the chain From the insane in the brain to the psycho gangs [Chorus: Cynic] The legend goes deeper than one can imagine The lone man known as Muggs the a**a**in He came from the east through destiny's pa**age He trained on the Hill to become a grandmaster It was there that he met the masked men A rebel army led by Duke and Jacken The end is yet to be written and exposed to ma**es But the story is already a cla**ic [Verse 2: Sick Jacken] It was 1-9-9-3 A.D. after the Devil It was then he would meet the rebels They were dwelling in the City of Angels Amongst old ruins that were left and abandoned by anglos Dark fist God's kids minus the halos The presence of authority forced them to lay low They wore gasmasks and lived underground Since the civil war and brought numbers down A General by the name Duke started revolt And the a**a**in's man appeared through clouds of smoke What he proposed brought hope to the sickside folk When a**a**in bullets struck the general in the throat It was rogue soldiers It felt like the war was over f**ed up like a blown covert It was crossroads, a test faced by the masked men Accept destiny or just fade into past tense [Chorus: Cynic] The legend goes deeper than one can imagine The lone man known as Muggs the a**a**in He came from the east through destiny's pa**age He trained on the Hill to become a grandmaster It was there that he met the masked men A rebel army led by Duke and Jaken The end is yet to be written and exposed to ma**es But the story is already a cla**ic [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] Let's Go! With the general immobilized it's no suprise That his brother took control of the reins to the empire He drank heavily to deal with the pain And was lost in a world of women, sin, and dark plains It wasn't long 'til the fleet resumed Sickdogs in the temple with the priest of boom Enemies to the truth prepare to meet your doom And face off with a street platoon A black cloud looms over the storm Psyclone in an ominous form A cult leader with the deadliest swarm Small arms were israeli and chrome The big guns in the hands of the a**a**in Who controlled the throne He heard stories of the army of masks The general still calls shots Brother's still holding the flask He decided to join force with double S camps Now the Mask and the Assa**in are one at last [Chorus: Cynic] The legend goes deeper than one can imagine The lone man known as Muggs the a**a**in He came from the east through destiny's pa**age He trained on the Hill to become a grandmaster It was there that he met the masked men A rebel army led by Duke and Jaken The end is yet to be written and exposed to ma**es But the story is already a cla**ic [Outro] The mask... The a**a**in...