Czarrcade '87

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)

Talkin' shit about the leader of God
Try to walk it back and fail
Just obedient 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 speakin' 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 teachin' abroad
While you be starin' at your iPhone,
Policing a blog
I know you're thinkin' it's odd,
But what the fuck are you pursuin'?
Leave the mic alone, 'cause
You don't know what you're doin'
With a one-and, two-and

I wreck and ruin, I crush crews
Like Russ Simmons and Rick Rubin
Comin' 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 grabbin' every bag like
I'm plannin' 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 tipsy
She stand tall like a Gwendoline Christie
And she 6'3", terrors and lips speak
Veterans hearin' this reminisce
And get misty

We shine even with
The lights off and
Everybody listen like we're
Frank White talkin'
Meet me at the Plaza Hotel,
You're all welcome
First one crossin' 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 lovin' hip hop more than Stevie J
(CZARFACE, CZARFACE)