Astral Traveling

Yeah
 CZARFACE
 Metal Face
 Pazienza
 The one thing I learned from Eazy is be ruthless
 The bullets balls of fire like Jerry Lee Lewis
 The wasteline and shoulder strap is three Rugers
 Them jump-out boys'd vic you, you'd be shoeless
 Listen, you'd better listen to rules
 Or this british bulldog gon' rip through your jewels
 Now his tail between his leg and he lickin' his wounds
 I'm a Cus D'Amato acolyte, I stick and then move
 I rip 'em in two, I show 'em what the biscuit'll do
 Money shoulda done the opposite and listened to you
 I'm dissin' you too, you do the shit a pigeon would do
 Because bein' a rapper ain't something you fit to pursue
 He mister Magoo, this blind dummy couldn't see the sentinel
 My dick go in and out of holes like it's an exit wound
 The left strong like the bolsheviks and socialists
 My goons bloodthirsty, they will rush you like the Soviets
 Yo, astral traveling
 The tracks go off in this direction
 It's the metal!
 Without a doubt
 (Yo, FACE CZAR)
 Yo, I'm a modern day Gil Scott-Heron
 Headin' down Fury Road with Charlize Theron
 No question, OJ and lemon into Effen
 Partially wrecked, I'm on the set, see me one-two steppin'
 Punch above to get beat down
 And they ain't turn on the light so turn the beat down
 Have a seat clown, you ain't even in my echelon
 Every hero's in peril, the first weapon's drawn
 I hear the plague was money, sex and violence
 Ya'll doomed, I'm immune to the virus
 MF CZAR, we the antidote
 I'll probably die before they realize that I am the GOAT
 Deck's impeccable, World Class Wreckin' Cru
 We ain't do no dirt together, so I don't mess with you
 I draft IPAs, that's special brew
 This rap's the victory lap, I'm so ahead of you
 "We don't like I-N-S, he's too lyrical"
 Yeah I'm deep blue sea, stay in your kiddie pool
 Wonder how I don't dumb it down
 But still get checks, checkin' in another town, yeah
 I blacks out like Donald Sterling
 Known to make great magic like the wand of Merlin
 Yo, I don't Snapchat, that's what fans do
 I been ill since kangaroos and Ked shoes
 Rebel 24-7, I rep Wu
 High on a Friday, with Smokey and Craig, fool
 My powers are incredible and astonishing
 Yours are uhh...
 Mental
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 Mad Max make your own apocalypse
 Poppin' shit, with the politics of Gregg Popovich
 Lock your lips queer, yeah I thought I told 'em
 They trying to get to the bag, I think that mean the scrotum
 Let me decode 'em, unload 'em and show them the true power
 They talk about the lyrics, the raps, they ain't wrote 'em
 To dead a hater is second nature like steppin' off an escalator
 Plus I'm holdin' a thermal detonator
 Fly flow, Disaster like Tommy Wiseau
 But still got fans leapin' out their Nissan
 Like "Eso, you a beast, mon!" Tell me shit I don't know
 It's like going toe-to-toe with Finn Bálor and Samoa Joe
 You mad shook, fuckin' with you, now that's a bad look
 Cut a rapper up like a scratch hook
 Sorry, let out an epic laugh, as I'm etchin' graph on your epitaph
 Deadly clash, weapons flash, I'm forever first, you're forever last
 You playin' chess with somebody with a checkered past
 You'll never pass my flow
 You hangin' on to old beefs but I'm past it though
 These gorgeous ladies wanna wrestle like the cast of GLOW
 So I cop a feel kinda like a magic show
 No no, I can't say that
 G-O-D ridin' out with the CZARFACE, sayin', "Man, play that"
 As-as-as-astral travelin'
 (Astral what?)