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CZARFACE

Czarrcade '87

 

Czarrcade '87

(album: Czarface Meets Ghostface - 2019)


CZARFACE...
CZARFACE...
Jarhead for the bar heads (Jarhead for the bar heads)
Yeah, let me at 'em, man (Okay)
Let me at 'em, man (Okay)
Let me at 'em, man (Okay)
Talk to 'em (CZARFACE)

Talking shit about the leader of God
Try to walk it back and fail just obediant dog
This guy, you think he's real but I think he's a fraud
Nah, you ain't a man of steel when you speaking to CZAR
Bow down, puny human, you the least of my problems
We worldwide with it, you a regional squall
I just left a dame in Spain, yeah, I'm teaching abroad
While you be staring at your iPhone, policing a blog
I know you're thinking it's odd, but what the fuck are you pursuin'?
Leave the mic alone, 'cause you don't know what you're doing
With a one-and, two-and

I wreck and ruin, I crush crews like Russ Simmons and Rick Rubin
Coming for the loot off top, no recouping
The way they avoid your boy, call me gluten
Pack 'em on the gate, make 'em panic and split
With the same force to turn young Anakin Sith
I'm grabbing every bag like I'm planning a trip
You know the flow undisputed like Shannon and Skip
Yo, Deck, why these rappers all abandoning ship?
You don't know? I don't know, fuck the cats and they clique
Yo, I didn't mean to hit you, man, my hand just slipped
Don't subscribe to your theory, man, I cancel it
I like my bills green like the incredible Bigsby
Enemies diss me, I add to their medical history
Introduce you to a P, Deck's man in the 60's
Yeah, the festival tempting
She stand tall like a Gwendoline Christie
And she 6'3", terrors and lips speak
Veterans hearing this reminisce and get misty

We shine even with the lights off and
Everybody listen like we're Frank White talking
Meet me at the Plaza Hotel, you're all welcome
First one crossing the line, Lord help 'em (CZARFACE)
We kick 'em out the easy way
Make 'em scream like Zhané, like, "Hey, Mr. DJ"
You ain't heard what the people say, D-E-C-K
Got 'em loving hip hop more than Stevie J (CZARFACE, CZARFACE)

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